|12.25.07||Friend's House||Merry Christmas!|
|12.09.06||Alamo Downtown||This Screening is part of event: Butt-Numb-A-Thon 8|
Finally, a movie I was interested in. With The Set-Up as the false title everybody pretty much knew this would be Rocky. My interested for this movie started at no-interest and raised to morbid-suriosity because of the trailer.
Trailers: Rocky (re-issue), Rocky 2, Rocky 3, Rocky 4, Rocky 5.
A little bit into the Rocky 5 trailer, the motor stopped on the projector and a frame burned out. Tim League got on the mic saying they had installed a Dolby Shit-sensor for the occasion and apparently Rocky 5 was rejected, so let's watch this Sylvester Stallone video intro instead. I forget what he said but it's basically "yo, butt-numbers. enjoy my movie. happy birthday, Harry."
You know, I really liked this movie. I love it when actors are in roles that also mirror themselves in emotional or thematic ways. Like casting Shirley Maclaine as the used-to-be-wild grandmother in In Her Shoes or the scene in Road to Perdition where Paul Newman mourns the death of his son. In here, Stallone's Rocky is kind of used up in life, forgotten and out of the spotlight... but he feels an urge to prove that he's still there, still a point to existing. Of course Rocky isn't nearly that articulate to actually voice and of this... it all comes out in likes like "i think i could do something" or "ey."
So you apply the Rocky movie formula to this new portrait of him and it really comes off I think. Aside from the incredibly remarkable crowd experience (for this one i went along with the clap-happy crowd who all stomped their feet and sang along to the theme song during the training montage and cheered rocky along during tthe end fight scene like it was happening live), I really feel the maturity in Rocky and the movie. I've read on AICN that Stallone's ideal Rocky experience would be to play Rocky 1 then at the end fade to black for a few moments then come back up with the beginning of this one. Just a massive jump cut past all the glory and whatever the sequels were right from the beginning to the end.
My overriding memory of the last time I watched the first Rocky (a looong time ago) was that it's really a story about a loser. He meets a homely girl and finds a very small piece of happiness... kind of like a boxing version of Marty. And this one feels very similar to that. Most of it's pretty bittersweet and melancholy that acts in great contrast to the few moments of triumph and joy. It really worked I thought. Got a huge kick out of this movie.