Movie Review: Warrior
Prinz Lee wrote this review 5 years and 2 months ago
Guys, if there’s something I know for a fact is that if you ever feel like you’ve lost your balls at the hands of someone else, or simply just morphing into a complete bitch, WARRIOR is clearly the film to watch if you’re looking to grow a pair again. Cojones are a vital part of any man’s life and although we’re human and have our downfalls, without a well-placed set of chandeliers, who are we? What are we? What purpose do we have on this planet and/or universe without a sack of balls to show off, scratch or even Tea-Bag with! Serious! This film is full of so much testicular fortitude, I’m willing to bet from cast to crew, letters on the script, to film print and even projectors across the world airing this film have or have grown a nice set of grapefruits and proudly brag about it once the very last credit has rolled.
Gritty, cojones-having, Director, Gavin O’Connor (FIFTY DEAD MEN WALKING, PRIDE & GLORY) brings forth yet another one of his pieces in WARRIOR! A tale full of haunts at the hands of tragic pasts. Marine Tommy Conlon (Hardy A/K/A Bain) returns home for the first time in fourteen years to enlist the help of his father (Nolte) to train for “Sparta,” the biggest ball-driven-winner-takes-all event in MMA (Mixed Martial Arts) history. A former wrestling prodigy, Tommy blazes a path toward the championship while his brother, Brendan (Edgerton), an ex-fighter-turned-school-teacher, returns to the ring in a desperate bid to save his family from financial disaster! But when Brendan’s unlikely, underdog rise sets him on a collision course with the unstoppable Tommy, the two brothers must finally confront each other and the forces that pulled them apart, facing off in the most soaring, soul-stirring, and unforgettable film-based-orgasm that must be seen to be believed.
Oddly, yet, understandably compared to last year’s THE FIGHTER, what sets both animalistic-ball-carrying, film-based masterpieces apart are the parallels in which family dysfunctions run, however, carry a sense of will to keep close bonds. In THE FIGHTER we visually experience it with Mark Wahlberg’s and Christian Bale’s characters. Their family/brotherly love and tolerance is ripped apart by literal, figurative and emotional issues causing the most uncomfortable feeling between characters among audience. In WARRIOR, we’re lured into their darkened worlds by the art of back-story, causing frustrated brothers dealing with their own issues, and making the best of it by having gone their own ways. The core of each of their abrasive attitudes regarding their past stems from what kills us all…abandonment! I won’t give TOO much away, but as it unfolds, the writing which connects these souls together is as rough as the final step which allows both broken men to come to terms with their realities to embrace one another.
With just about as little—dare I say ZERO—CGI applied in this film, from start to finish, the roughness in the story, pacing, editing and style is beyond respectful. The acting is off-the-hook, as every single actor playing their role did it well and flawlessly! The fight scenes are amazing and so realistic—damn! One actually feels like they’re viewing one of those UFC Pay-Per-Views! Every punch, kick, stare down and bursts/spilling of sweat drops is so intense, on more than one occasion, I found myself biting the cap of my pen or gripping my note pad due to excitement.
There really isn’t more I can say about one of the year’s most beautiful films to hit the sliver screens. It was great to see Nick Nolte again, as a WWE fan, awesome to have seen Kurt Angle do his thing as a Russian fighter, as it was to prepare myself by watching Hardy fight like the warrior (No Pun) he is, and know that next year, he’ll be doing the same thing, only in costume and against The Caped Crusader, in THE DARK KNIGHT RISES!
WARRIOR is a MUST see film and I’m sure some kind of Oscar nod will be imposed upon this movie. It’s gorgeous, in the most psychological, vile way one can imagine!