Hard Proof

I really like Mark Dacascos so I've been watching a lot of his movies on Tubi lately while I'm working. Mostly they're not great, to be generous. This was surprisingly really good? I was gripped by the story and the characters, I found it intensely interesting and really well-written and well-acted. It's not much of an action movie so if that's what you're looking for it's not here but the story is really compelling. Mr. Dacascos isn't usually a great actor (I tend to watch him for his stunts and his incredible good looks, that's enough for me) but he was really good in this. Also surprised to find the goatee really works honestly.

Boogie Boy begins with the kind of idea that could either descend into mindless violence or squishy feel-good moralising. Instead, it does neither, prefering to sit on the fence the entire duration. It's a shame that someone along the line didn't take a chance and make a film that might have been *shock, horror* CONTROVERSIAL. The relationship between the two main characters is never more than hinted at, they always introduce each other as "friends" and as they progress along the path to "Clean Living", "A Fresh Start" etc etc they encounter similarly confused characters. View Hester, Emily Llyod's ditzy hair-twirling rip-off of Juliette Lewis in Kalifornia. When Hesters true colours show, and she turns into the hard, greedy bitch trying to run out with her nondescript husbands' winnings from a bet, she doesn't quite manage to give it the manipulativeness that I feel is trying to come across. She isn't quite nasty enough to have you believe in the change. But which one's the real her!? Actually, returning to Kalifornia, the fine road-movie serial killer tale of David Duchovny and his snobby girlfriend, the whole idea of the motel seems to have been lifted wholesale. A few tweaks here and there, but nonetheless the feeling is that empty wasteland, no way back kind of vibe that was one of the strongest atmospheres in Kalifornia. Maybe it's unfair to compare the two, but Boogie Boy seems to be all frills and no substance... something under the surface isn't quite sincere enough, not quite substantial enough to ring true. Unconvincing, Bland, the worst flaw is the characterisation. A fair enough film with some good ideas, nothing stunning. Watch it if there's nothing else

I gave this movie a 9 relative to the genre into which it falls rather than in comparisons to movies in general. I am a writer and currently viewing "gay themed" movies as research for a novel I'm working on. I have to disagree with "Moviemkr" on all counts. As a "storymkr" it was the tale itself that appealed to me the most. As far as story and plot (writer's vernacular much misused and misunderstood) I thought it had plenty of both. It was a neat little story of two men attempting to recapture love which started under artificial circumstances (prison) each having undergone changes since separating, that make an already improbable reunion impossible. It was well paced and without unnecessary artifact (even the violent scenes were muted with most of the gore off camera) and came to a satisfying climax and resolution. Nothing profound here but good tight story telling with few goofs. There is even a smattering of redemption and the gay twist makes this story stand out among others of it's kind. I thought the acting was right on. Dracascos and Wolvett portrayed well the hopeless, violent, volatile and desperate nature of life drenched in illegal drug dealing and addiction. Wolvett was particularly convincing as the drug addicted Larry going through bouts of withdrawal when a fix wasn't apparent. That the two men loved each other was obvious (their downplayed but touchingly familiar displays of physical affection true to character) but, sadly, so was the unlikelihood of the reunion each had hoped for--and no doubt dreamed of.

No plot. No story. And not much acting. Pointless scenes of drug use, band concerts, motorcycle riding, and a lot of worthless dialogue made me wanna dive head first off my balcony. Thank goodness my friend wanted to check in on the football game that was on TV, so we could stop this movie, often, very often and watch some of the game. As a HUGE Mark Dacascas fan.. this is very disappointing. Much like the Crow TV series.

It may be of some significance to note that the front of the box boasts "From the Academy Award Winning Co-Writer of Pulp Fiction", which is a white lie as it only boasts Roger Avary as executive producer. But writer/director Craig Hamann does come out of the same group that Tarantino did, which was the Video Archives store that they all worked at, and in the mid 80's Hamann and Tarantino collaborated on the aborted feature-film project My Best Friends Birthday. So while Boogie Boy may appear to be a very pale knockoff of something from the Tarantino-verse (drug deal gone bad, bad-looking hit-men, some friendship stuff gone awry, weird supporting characters), it would seem to be more natural a thing to come out of Hamann than just cashing in. It was his feature film debut as director, and he probably carried some of those memories from the days of watching genre movies with the likes of Tarantino and Avary.

Sadly, Hamann's career didn't even turn out as good as Avary's much less Tarantino's, and after Boogie Boy Hamann's credits are basically non-existent. Maybe something happened during this production, or perhaps due to the lack of actual distribution (it's a straight-to-video looking thing right from the cover, and the eighteen minutes of previews on the VHS tape I saw confirm its uber-B-movieness). It isn't a completely bad premise, just a little tired: a guy gets out of prison, meets up with his old buddy from the inside (the two watched each others back to make sure neither was raped or beat up too bad), but the old buddy is a heroin addict, the other guy is clean and wants to move on to be a drummer after an impromptu performance in Joan Jett's band (yeah, she's not named Joan Jett, but she basically plays herself).

As it turns out though, Jesse goes along with Larry reluctantly on a drug deal, which goes bad and Jesse has to take out the baddie druggers. Jesse and Larry go on the run and hide out at some desert motel with two deadbeat weirdos (one of whom very strangely, though not funny-strange, by Frederic Forrest). That's the premise the movie rests on, and it's not very original. And for a film like this, it asks to have some strong characters, or just people that might be striking or different or have some kind of conflict that can resonate. Jesse and Larry, as played by Mark Dacascos and Jaimz Woolvett, don't really progress much from start to finish: Jesse leaves the high-and-mighty rehabilitated prisoner (albeit rather agile killer if need be, like a drummer ninja), and Larry leaves still a burnt-out-dead-end druggie. As for other characters, they either turn up dead or just... I don't know.

The characters aren't developed much past their initial impressions, and the dialog, while competently written and on occasion clever and witty, doesn't come anywhere near to the standard that Hamann's former Video Archives buddies could come up with. It carries some powerful scenes in fits and starts, but just when it looks like the actors (mostly Woolvett as Badascos is really stiff) could carry it somewhere else interesting, it stalls into formula, or weird asides with Frederic Forrest who looks like he just wanted some time in the sun (he only has one halfway convincing scene towards the end when he talks about how he came across a bunch of money).

And yet, for all of the faults in the film, mostly due to a lack of ambition if not some creativity (Hamann, like QT, is an Elvis fan thoroughly, which is a nice touch), I wish Hamann had made some more films. Between this and My Best Friend's Birthday, he doesn't shine out like a great auteur, but there are sparks that speak to an original talent just waiting to develop. Sadly, this doesn't really do it though. 5.5/10