God's law

Aryanna 2022-09-18 22:08:47

The pastor said a classic saying, God's law is higher than the law of man. Justice is so obvious in the presence of a God that one believes in. And human laws have to admit that there are many loopholes.
The last Mafia, everyone knew he was guilty, but everyone knew he would be acquitted for the third time. Then what else is there to say, he can only be judged by the weapon of God.

In fact, at the beginning of the film, it reminded me of Amelie, which was also the first inadvertent behavior, which led to the subsequent deliberate actions. Saints deliberately eliminates the evil in the world, and Emily is also doing bits and pieces in her life to punish evil and promote good.

The film technique is very good, interspersed with police and killers, with flashbacks. And many of the lines are also very exciting.

It's actually an old subject. Can an individual take the place of the law to uphold justice? The ending at the end was fantastic and the opinions were mixed.

In fact, the facts are indeed difficult to judge. On the one hand, for those persecuted by the Mafia, these people are truly heroes. Because sinners pay the price. But on the other hand, if everyone is like this, then the world is really messed up. After all, everyone's views are subjective, there is no absolute fairness, and it is very possible to kill people who shouldn't be killed by mistake.

But, for this film, these two Christians are absolutely right.
Belief. Belief.

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The Boondock Saints quotes

  • Connor: Donna's gonna be angry about her cat.

    Rocco: Shit. She's on every drug known to man. She'd have sold the thing for a dime-bag. Screw her.

    [laughs]

    Rocco: I do kinda feel like an asshole, though.

    Connor: Yeah, Roc, you sound real remorseful there.

  • Donna: You killed my... my...

    Rocco: Your what?

    Donna: My...

    Rocco: Your fuckin' what? Huh? Your what, bitch?

    Rocco: [puts gun to his own head] I'll shoot myself in the head, you can tell me that cat's name! Go ahead! Your what? Your precious, little...

    Rayvie: Skippy! Skippy!

    Rocco: Oh, Jesus! What color was it, bitch?

    Rayvie: Don't you fucking yell at her like that you prick!

    Rocco: [turns gun on Rayvie] Shut your fat ass, Rayvie! I can't buy a pack of smokes without runnin' into nine guys you fucked!