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The wrestler / The fighter is intentionally ambiguous because they are two brothers in separate fights from a very different personality and the title is not clear which of the two referenced. But as happens in many homes, each child is different loads have been deposited and each of them processes them as they fight their way. One, in the skin of an excellent Christian Bale (Dicky) disrupted by a former ephemeral success, by the blows that have left untouched the CPU and addiction to drugs that allow you to tiptoe on the embers of a life in constant torment. The other, in a less convincing Mark Wahlberg (Micky), is a tenacious fighter who embodies the emerging of a fully dysfunctional family nauseam, a nest of twisted affections with a mother who pokes constant anxiety to get ahead and get success that makes them well out of existential living, without considering that such a reduction is a high risk of destruction of their offspring.
crack But not only wreaks havoc on people, but that frustration, a hostile environment, the growing spiritual impoverishment are the weights that have to live at the bottom of the dark like shoes cement. The film does not moralize, although violence overwhelm us see the sport elevated to an art of self-sacrifice, physical and mental. David Russell avoids the moral story and suggests a boxing film and overcoming pure and simple, you have to Cinderella man of Rocky and Million Dollar Baby , but with a very acute own contribution on all the main characters side and who invariably presents with crippled souls.
Because if anything is clear in this story is that everyone, absolutely everyone who converge on this vortex that breaks people are injured in their existence, while shivering and desperate to leave their proletarian misery without knowing how or what other tools such as punches are not accurate of who is in the choice between remaining who has been so far or who he might become. In this character that has Mark Wahlberg, is conjecture and very little clarity on a door to escape a suffocating family machine, but who points the way out, even if you have any better track to follow, it also leads to further deepen stay in an environment that destroys people when put face to which the parties to blows in a role of both athletes and the bait of a show without scruples. Comprises a mother Melissa Leo excellent in her role of mother-both nutritional and toxic-in the clearest explanation that there are people who have fallen into our lives without being easily find them. Mother is unavoidable in the middle of some family ties to both essential and destructive without remedy. Hope that other little better for Micky is embodied with conviction by Amy Adams in the role of Clarice, another defeated by the circumstances of a society that does not give anything too generous outputs to live a serene life. A brief feature difficult to detect and that the director included in a brief is taken very strange way of picking up the pen Clarice to target your Micky, as if the outward sign of a problem structure of his personality. In the end, it also coagulates Micky keeping his frustrations at risk than it has ... chosen?, So its role is not a change of system.
Thus, training and fighting fighter The reflection symmetry is presented as a shared life and low jabs, a shattered life after the dream of escaping poverty obsessive, life no one had requested but it's there, with all its reasons and its inertia crushing trampling all what you put your step. Both sons are the sequence of a replacement almost indistinct to the urgency of a desire to strike blind, blindness aim clumsy to a better future even at the cost of seeing the former has fallen by the wayside almost drooling and weighed by the blows, and everybody goes to the second uncalibrated runs the real risk of repeating the table or the collapse. The film does not break into the trap which is a dense and cruel society. Even prisoners who see the film in prison to which he has fallen Dicky make inexplicable the reason for his laughter when you laugh for a documentary that happen, unfortunately not only for themselves and others that show them in the screening room, but by the filth in which they live or they'll come back to find the exit behind bars in a system that has engrasadísimos punishment mechanisms, but almost no resources to provide reintegration. The viewer can not help but wonder what the hell they get to laugh.
But as it seemed from the beginning, the director did not want to raise the tape to the category of a speech for or against the pugilistic sport, so it presents a whole subculture without further ado, some reasons accepted by all its competitors to be there and stay there, in a distinct rating system to a normal life. In this part the end of the film that ends well if it has not been predictable at any time. Russell brought the plot so that any outcome was possible even if chosen, no naive triumphalism, a classic boxing but firmly closed.
The fighter / The Fighter
(David Russell, USA, 2011, Christian Bale, Mark Wahlberg, Amy Adams, Melissa Leo)
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