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The MacManus brothers are back with guns blazing in the long-awaited sequel to The Boondock Saints. The Saints are living in Ireland with dear old dad (Billy Connolly) when they get word a priest in Boston has been killed in a way that sets them up to be the fall guys. Long-haired and bearded from the Irish winters, they shed their hair (and their clothes) to head back to Beantown to set things straight. They're joined by a new Saint, Romeo (Clifton Collins Jr. with a sweet mullet), along with the trio of cops from the first movie. And although the unforgettable FBI Special Agent Paul Smecker (Willem Dafoe) is nowhere to be found, Special Agent Eunice Bloom (Julie Benz) is on the case, full of piss and vinegar just behind that sweet Southern smile.

Who's behind the murder? Why do they want to lure the boys back to Boston? You'll have to see The Boondock Saints II: All Saints Day to find out. Meanwhile, Duffy spilled the beans on the legions of diehard Boondock fans, including his femme fanbase, his critics, and what he thinks women want from men these days. Read on after the jump ...

Last night at an all-media screening for The Boondock Saints II: All Saints Day, audience members – both fans who had lined up for blocks to get in to see the stars and director of this long-awaited sequel and journalists – were treated to a colorful Q&A session with the director of Boondock, Troy Duffy, and its stars Billy Connolly, Sean Patrick Flanery, and Norman Reedus.

After Duffy told the audience where the afterparty would be held, a journalist asked why there was so much time between movies. Duffy was somewhat discreet, replying, "There was a rather serious bit of litigation. We sued the people who financed Boondock I and a bunch of people that distributed it, as the movie was extremely financially successful and myself, the producers, and none of the actors saw a cent of that so me and CB [producer Chris Brinker] went after them."

He went on to add, "When you're writing for a sequel and there's a movie that's been deemed sacred ground by the fanbase that's the predecessor, you cannot do anything to tread on that, so it's a bit trickier than just being able to sit down and write something."

We've been receiving emails all morning from folks who've discovered that Cloverfield (aka that mysterious J.J. Abrams-produced monster flick) is now shooting scenes on the Lower East Side of Manhattan. Of course, this now means my lazy ass will need to stop by tonight after my Superbad screening to see what's really going on, but based on the pics coming in, it looks like folks have dropped a ton of concrete on a car and scattered the street with debris as if something monstrous had just moved through. In the meantime, you can scope out some of the damage here and here, and stay tuned to Cinematical for more updates once I'm able to check out the scene for myself.

Wait, we're not done yet. Since it's a new day, Cloverfield has been given another title. Contrary to me wanting them to just call it The One Where I Punch J.J. Abrams in the Face, some internet MacGyvers are saying that the film might be called Overnight. Apparently, some lawyer who's worked with Abrams is registering names with something -- I dunno, nor do I care. We do know, however, that three teaser posters were released at ComicCon. All of them featured the same image of the Statue of Liberty without a head, but two of them were titled: Monstrous and Ferocious Furious. Could the teasers be leading up to a new poster with the title Overnight? I'm not crazy about the name, but it would make sense since all the action appears to take place, well, overnight. Or, in the middle of the night. And if you listen to the Billy Joel song River of Dreams, it begins with the lyrics: "In the middle of the night, I go walking in my sleep. From the mountains of faith, to the river so deep." Could Billy Joel have something to do with Cloverfield? Is the river he's speaking of the Hudson River? Is Billy Joel the monster? And the plot thickens ...

The promised sequel to the cult-movie The Boondock Saints is almost...nearly...close to being...set to begin. The cast and crew is ready and Fox is eager to distribute the film, but unfortunately the rights to it are held up in court thanks to Saints producer Elie Samaha. Writer-director Troy Duffy should be used to having complications slow down his success, though: After writing the script for the original film, Duffy had a deal with Miramax but was let go after pissing off Harvey Weinstein. Further problems can be seen in the brilliantly revealing documentary Overnight.

As for the sequel, Duffy has had it in mind since finishing the first film, and has had no problem getting most of the cast interested. Last month he told IGN, "everybody's in and calling me every two weeks and going 'when are we going to do this thing?'" Willem Dafoe will not be returning, but otherwise Duffy makes it sound like production will begin the very split second that legal matters are cleared up.

I don't really understand the success of The Boondock Saints, which made millions of dollars in DVD sales after making only thousands at the box office. The first two acts are "cool" in the guys-with-guns way that was so popular in the '90s, and Dafoe is amazing as the creepy detective, but it really, really falls apart in the end. Still, I hope that production can get going soon, because I'm hoping that with the sequel will be also be a sequel to Overnight. I can't wait to see how much of an ass Troy Duffy has become in the last six years.

• Bloodrayne - Teutonic terror Uwe Boll directs movies no more than gravity directs objects to Earth. His grasp of pithy things like story and character development is nearly non-existent, and his penchant for adapting video games has earned him a reputation as a sort of idiot savant (only without the savant part), kind of like if the kid on the porch in Deliverance only knew how to play the riff that Vanilla Ice nicked from Queen's "Under Pressure". His latest, a shameless Blade ripoff about a half-human, half-vampire avenger (Kristianna Loken), is miscast, barely written and staged with the skill of a spastic with cataracts. Currently residing on the IMDB's Bottom 100 (at #34), it and Boll's rotting body of work have elevated the oeuvre of Ed Wood, whose non-charting Plan 9 From Outer Space was once considered the worst film ever made, to common hack status. At least the inclusion of the free PC version of the Bloodrayne 2 video game will help soothe buyer remorse.