Fighting...

holy cow...could Fighting be the new Glitter? the new Show Girls? well no, because it would have to at least be so-bad-it's-good entertaining, it's just bad, i mean way bad...there were plenty of unintentional laugh out loud moments (i can't think of any at the moment though) but def. not enough to warrant sitting through the movie...

Fighting is essentially a Jean-Claude Van Damme movie...Fighting is essentially a remake of JVCD's Lionheart, only really really boring and without the French Foreign Legion sub-plot...you know, fish out of water kind of movie...fish out of water needs money and meets shady street people kind of movie...then fish out of water ends up the hottest ticket in town as an underdog contender in an underground fighting circuit...then a bunch of blah-blah-blah happens which culminates with fish out of water taking it all in an ultimate battle-royal finale kind of movie...and don't forget all the token ethnic fight locations e.g. Chinese Restaurant (w/ Chinese music), Russian Hotel (w/ Russian music), Boogie Down Bronx (w/ Hip Hop music) etc. etc. etc...Fighting is a dumb video game cross-dressing as a Drama-with-some-fighting, and not passing...

i predict this movie will ruin Channing Tatum's acting career (hyperbole!)...and it just might end Dito Montiel nascent directing career...which totally sucks because i loved his (not without its flaws) debut A Guide To Recognizing Your Saints (based on his experimental memoir of the same title)...where all that awkward, improvised street kid realism worked in AGTRYS it completely bombs in Fighting...Channing Tatum's brooding vulnerability in AGTRYS was pitch perfect...in Fighting his character comes off like he has Down syndrome...

and Terrence Howard's worst performance since...well, since Glitter...

i have nothing else to say...don't see this movie...

plus side though: skating down Market in the hot-after-work-sun bombing through traffic...seeing Azikiwee and Scott La Rockwell...waiting for the bus with C. with a warm breathy nighttime breeze all up in my shirt...