Here at YuppiePunk World HQ, we just watched a documentary you really ought to see. The film is called “Overnight,” and it follows perhaps the most egomaniacal prick we’ve ever seen on non-fiction celluloid. The film chronicles the magnificent self-destruction of Troy Duffy, a Boston transplant living in Los Angeles, who, out of nowhere, lands $15 million deal from Miramax to write and direct a script he has written called “The Boondock Saints.” Most people presented with this kind of one-in-a-million situation would be grateful, but not Duffy. He’s too busy believing all the bullshit the press is saying about him being Hollywood’s new “it” boy. The buzz on Duffy is so large that he even lands on the front page of USA Today. Suddenly, everyone in town wants to be in the Troy Duffy business. He takes meetings with A-list actors at the bar he tends and hires himself a William Morris agent. Even his band — the aptly named The Brood — get scarily close to inking a deal with Maverick records without ever having recorded as much as a a demo.

While all of these exciting things are happening in Duffy’s life, he is busy undoing them. He makes enemies of Harvey Weinstein, berates his agent, and pisses off nearly everyone involved in both his film and music projects. Miramax quickly puts “The Boondock Saints” into turnaround and Maverick puts the kibosh on the record deal. But none of this is his fault of course – it’s the evil “Jews” that run the business. Not only does he reveal himself to be a self-destructive egomaniacal lunatic, but an anti-semite to boot. What a combo! Eventually Troy finds financing for “The Boondock Saints,” and even gets Willem Dafoe to co-star in it, but the film is released to theaters with a resounding whimper. Ditto his band’s record, which despite being released on a major label, sells a whopping 690 copies before being quickly dropped. Rarely has one man’s hubris (and one man’s descent) been so satisfying to witness.

The documentary is uneven, but it is compulsively watchable. Despite the occasionally shoddy production values, the material is riveting. Duffy is a monumental asshole, and even though we liked seeing the blue collar outsider raging against the Hollywood machine, Duffy is such a pompous jerk that it’s gratifying to finally see him fall. The film is out now on DVD, so do yourself a favor and put it in your Netflix queue. And according to IMDb, “Boondock Saints II: All Saints Day,” is currently in pre-production. Lord help us.