
The DVD sat on my kitchen counter for probably a week. I wasn't in a hurry...it was from Netflix. It could go back at anytime.
I just wasn't that interested in seeing the movie...a boxing movie didn't interest me that much. We finally got around to watching it on Friday night.
Wow. Was I wrong. What an amazing movie. It really isn't a boxing movie. Not at all. Not even close. It is a movie about life, tragedy, glory, family, values, and what it is to be a good man. A really good man.
I wonder sometimes about men losing their role models for how to be men. I wonder how generations learn how the values of providing for, and caring for their loved ones. This is a great movie all about men living up to their responsibility...doing what is difficult when it is right.
The best line? When Braddock is asked about why he's suddenly turned his career around for the better he says "Now I know what I'm fighting for." "What's that?" asks the reporter. Pause. "Milk." In a depression era film, it makes all the sense in the world.
What are men's responsibilities now? It's not just to work, though that is what we sometimes think. That is a role confusion...it is the tail wagging the dog.
Much to think about.
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