A before-credits sequence of The Boys Next Door helps explain the motives for making the film. Stills are shown of notorious figures in the US who, for no apparent reason, have gone on killing sprees. One commentator suggests young criminals are so brutalized by their own upbringing that they can’t see other people as human beings.
Unfortunately the film itself doesn’t live up to the expectations. Even if intentions are worthy, it emerges glib and uninvolvingly.
Two alienated and disturbed 18-year-olds, Roy Alston (Maxwell Caulfield) and Bo Richards (Charlie Sheen), graduate from a small high school in California. Before taking up factory jobs, they decide to have a weekend in LA in which ‘anything goes’.
An eruption of violence begins with the brutal beating of a gas station attendant. It ends with one boy shooting the other as the police close in on the pair in a shopping mall. In between there are beatings and killings of a homosexual, a young couple and a woman.
With conventional clean-cut good looks, Caulfield and Sheen clearly resemble the title, but they fail to adequately project the ‘angry stuff’ within.