I’m sure that pun has already been used, but the honesty is there.
I had seen the trailer for Real Steel, specifically the one I’ve posted below, and the movie looked like an underdog story, starring Hugh Jackman, who plays a boxer down on his luck after robotic boxers take the spotlight from human boxers. While, essentially, all of that is true, the trailer left out one little whiny, annoying, detail: there would be a tag-along in the form of a little whiny, annoying, boy.
When talking to my dad about Real Steel, he brought up a good point. He said, “Well the kid was doing his job as an actor, if he was annoying you, like that,” which got me thinking. I don’t believe the boy was supposed to be annoying, I think he was just there to appeal to the 7-12 year old demographic, but a combination of really cheesy lines, and overacting, just was too much for me to handle.
And holy Rock’em Sock’em Robots, was that boy annoying. The boy’s character was the estranged son of Jackman, a setup that would naturally be awkward, but in the movie, is simply ridiculous. The kid is a brat, and if my dad, even if I didn’t know him at all, was a championship winning boxer, I’d know to shut the hell up when he’s talking to me, let alone talk to him like that annoying little shithead was.
For me, the kid ruined the movie. As cheesy as the concept was, I was willing to forgo believability in the chance of getting a good underdog story.
Maybe I am just getting old, or maybe I’m developing taste…but one thing I am certain of, is that as much as I wanted to, I did not like this movie.
No matter how good the punch at the party is, if there is just one cat turd floating in it, no one will drink it.
But at least Evangeline Lilly was at the party.