Body and Soul (1998) from Tuna |
Body and Soul (1998) is a formulaic boxing film, so it fits the usual description: A fighter with a lot of heart is after the championship belt. He has a faithful manager who gets screwed; he does some nice woman wrong; success goes to his head; then he is screwed by some syndicate. There are several variations on the ending.
Although this film fits within the prescribed
outline, it manages a fresh approach. The fighter becomes a lounge lizard while making several lackluster title defenses, while his buddy/manager, who has become a loud-mouthed embarrassment, is not with him at ringside. When a good contender looms on the horizon, it is time for the lazy champ to get his act back together or lose the title. The promoter has positioned himself to make a killing from either result, but he expects Mancini to lose. What makes this film a little different from the boxing formula is that we know everyone's intentions all along, and nobody is perfect. I found myself very involved in the film start to finish, and really cared about the characters. Chiklis narrates much of the story, but in a charming manner that did not distract. The film had an aura of believability that wasn't hurt by the fact that Mancini really was a world champion fighter. Even though the boxing scenes were absolutely authentic, the story didn't spend the entire running time in the ring, and along the way, even managed to display a lovely array of female body parts. |
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