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The PackageFans
of Roman Polanski will recognize his influence in this film, completed in 1999
and given an extremely sporadic release by Fine Line Features. Thankfully it’s finally out on DVD (albeit a full six years
after the fact), so it may at last find an appreciative audience. |
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The StoryFrancis
is a severely withdrawn, maladjusted young man who cares for his invalid
stepmother in the company of her pot-smoking boyfriend.
Francis spends his off hours working in a photo developing plant and
spying on the gorgeous Gloria, who lives across the street from him, through a
hole in his wall. Nothing,
is seems, is going to change in Francis’ life, at least until one day a chain
of circumstances throws him and Gloria together and, believe it or not, she
becomes attracted to him. This
terrifies Francis, but he lets the relationship proceed.
He still, however, watches Gloria through the hole in his wall, and
begins to notice some odd things. Despite
the fact that she’s a devout vegetarian Francis spies Gloria carving up a
slab of meat. On another occasion
he sees her romancing another guy. He
keeps quiet about what he knows, but can’t stay still when, viewing a party
Gloria’s throwing at her place, Francis spies her putting a severed head in a
cooking pot. He bursts into her
apartment, disrupting the party, and rips off the top of the pot to find...a
cantaloupe. It seems Francis may
be seeing things that aren’t actually there--not that this dissuades him, as
he begins to suspect that Gloria is harboring a kidnapped girl whose picture
Francis sees on milk cartons. Meanwhile,
Francis’ stepmother is steadily losing her mind, and goes over the edge
completely during a fight with her boyfriend in which it’s revealed that
“she” is actually a man in drag! The
boyfriend is killed for this knowledge, and when Francis arrives home that
night he’s conscripted into covering up the crime by storing the corpse in
his bathtub. This
does nothing to help Francis’ already fractured psyche; in fact, it drives
him completely batshit. During his
latest look into Gloria’s apartment, he sees her preparing another severed
head for dinner: his own! |
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The DirectionAs
well made as BUDDY BOY is, it’s not up to the standards of its primary
influences, Polanski’s REPULSION and ROSEMARY’S BABY.
Certainly writer-director Mark Hanlon deserves credit for the methodical
way he develops the narrative (in direct contrast to the ADD-addled pacing so
prevalent these days), with an unusual amount of attention paid to character
development. But the protagonist
isn’t nearly as fascinating a character as Hanlon seems to believe, which
means the first thirty-to-forty minutes are somewhat less than compelling.
(Quite simply, there’s no earthly reason I could see why Francis’
pretty neighbor would be attracted to this dweeb!)
But when Francis begins seeing things that may not really be happening,
the film, for me at least, caught fire.
Yes,
this is a film that improves substantially as it goes along, developing a real
style, personality and twisted sense of humor as its protagonist descends
further into madness. We also get
to see Susan Tyrrell at her most unhinged in the latter scenes, which is always
a wonder to behold. There’s
little in the way of bloodletting (sorry), but Hanlon manages nonetheless to
create a frenzied crescendo of twisted insanity.
The somewhat open-ended conclusion, for its part, can be taken as either
a happy or unhappy ending, depending on one’s point of view. |
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Vital StatisticsBUDDY
BOY
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