Overnight
is a shining example of what happens when ego far outweighs
talent. The documentary charts the rise to fame and power of
Troy Duffy, and then grimly details his spiralling fall into
obscurity. Duffy could have had it all, but due to a particular
personality fault (being an asshole), managed to alienate and
annoy not just his family and friends, but more importantly
the people who could have made him a success.
At the beginning
of 1997, after Tarantino’s dramatic entrance on to the
screen, studios went into overdrive and there was a frenzy in
which lots of ‘edgy’ independent scripts were bought.
Blue collar barman Troy Duffy rode the crest of this wave and
became, for a while, the luckiest man in Hollywood.
Harvey Weinstein,
Chairman of Miramax films, and possibly the most important person
in Hollywood, hotfooted it down to the West Hollywood bar, J
Sloan’s, where Duffy worked to offer him $250,000 for
his script, The Boondock Saints, the chance for his band, the
Brood, to write and perform the soundtrack and the cherry on
top – he bought the bar Duffy worked in for him.
With this sudden
success, Duffy asked two J Sloan regulars, Tony Montana and
Mark Brian Smith, who also co-managed the Brood, to document
his meteoric rise to fame and announced to the world ‘I’m
Hollywood’s new hard-on’.
Unfortunately, as
the Goldman quote at the end suggests, ‘fame is a kind
of truth drug’, and, unluckily for Duffy, this drug showed
his to be an abusive, egotistical megalomaniac.
The documentary shows
his celebrations, him meeting various celebrities (including
Mark Wahlberg), then the sudden fall from film mogul to no-one.
This happens due to a falling out with Miramax – the reason
for which isn’t explained in the film, although it’s
easy to see why Weinstein had second thoughts – Duffy
got impatient waiting for production to begin and started using
and abusing Weinstein’s name all over Hollywood –
not the done thing. And with proclamations like ‘We have
a deep cesspool of creativity’ and ‘The line of
ass-kissers is getting longer everyday’, and shouting
at his assistant ‘Get me De Niro on the phone!’
maybe Harvey was getting a little embarrassed about the protégé
he snapped up without much thought.
When Miramax drop
him, Duffy struggles to find someone else to make his film,
but he does get it filmed in the end. The basic plot is that
two Irish guys believe they’re on a mission from God and
go around the underworld of Boston, killing everyone they think
is evil. It’s a sub-standard indy flick with bad accents
and William Dafoe at his most ridiculous, yet it’s strangely
watchable – mainly because, after watching the documentary,
you want to see what all the fuss was about. It is a good move
to finally release the two films as a package – they are
two parts of the same jigsaw.
The Boondock Saints
was released in a few cinemas but did poorly. It was more popular
as a cult film on VHS and DVD, but Duffy signed away his rights
to make any profit from that. His band were also dropped from
their label and at the end you see Duffy, paranoid that Miramax
are trying to kill him, working with his brother on a decorating
job. He still hasn’t directed his second feature.
In Overnight, as
he fights to get a portion of what he was originally promised,
you see Duffy abuse and offend Montana and Smith (and everyone
else), and find yourself wishing him to fail. The fact that
he does so on such a huge scale is truly satisfying. This is
schadenfreude at it’s most spectacular.
Special features:
- Deleted scenes – including scenes of the band celebrating
their success, the bands reaction to Troy getting arrested for
drink driving and one of a script reading with William Dafoe.
- Theatrical trailer
- Alternate ending – rubbish ending with filmmaker answering
kids’ questions in a classroom.
- Mark Brian Smith and Troy Montana interview on Back stage
with Barry Nolan – interesting as it gives more background
about the directors and Duffy – shows what an ordeal the
project was for Montana and Smith.
- Scene selection