Every film that has ever been nominated for an Academy Award in any category. Enjoy!
His life is happy, his fights have seemed easy. Now a young upstart is going to make him prove just how far he can still go...
Now the world champion, Rocky Balboa is living in luxury and only fighting opponents who pose no threat to him in the ring. His lifestyle of wealth and idleness is shaken when a powerful young fighter known as Clubber Lang challenges him to a bout. After taking a pounding from Lang, the humbled champ turns to former bitter rival Apollo Creed to help him regain his form for a rematch with Lang.
Matt Singer had it right, after all: This is the best of the Rocky sequels, a satisfying blend of superhero cartoonishness (Clubber Lang, Thunderlips, etc.) and residual "authentic" feeling from the first film. Great montages, greater short shorts.
Mr. T may be somewhat of a jokey association with the 80s (at least with the ninja bacon mustache crowd), but give the man some credit: His persona is so strong that in this, his first feature film, he's given maybe a cumulative 3-minutes of screentime to speak, and he crafts a character that is very well defined and memorable. Some actors can't do that with 150 minutes.
Also worth noting the audience I watched this with was really jamming on the homoerotic undertones between Rocky and Apollo Creed.
Looses half a star because Adrian can't sing "Doo-doo doo doo" correctly.
Regains half a star for Survivor's excellent "Eye of the Tiger".
My favourite Rocky film and the one with probably the best theme tune. Survivor's "Eye Of The Tiger" ramps up that eighties soft rock ballad bollocks to Spinal Tap proportions.
This is also the only film where Mr. T. doesn't look like a fat fuck and Talia Shire gets more than just a few lines of dialogue. It's not exactly rocket science as Rocky wins,then Rocky Loses then Rocky wins against all the odds. We've seen it all before of course but it's another eighties guilty pleasure that stands the test of time.
"Politics, man. This country want to keep me down. Keep everybody weak. They don't want me to have the title because I'm not a puppet like that fool up there."
a total blast, slickly zeroing in on its formula, but it fails to notice that it's a simple reversal of the first one, with Rocky oblivious to his privilege while a younger, hungrier fighter comes after him. if only Clubber had been an even remotely fleshed-out character instead of a bogeyman. there's no reason to play him as an asshole except to protect Stallone's vanity (he even condescendingly tells Clubber, "You got a big mouth.") and so this has the unfortunate feeling of being the one where Rocky has to struggle to remain humble while he learns how to fight like a black man.
“You know, Stallion? It’s too bad we gotta get old.”
“Ah, just keep punching Apollo.”
Working my way through the Rocky series for the first time.
Despite diminishing returns with each sequel I find myself wanting to spend time with these characters again and again.
Absurdly entertaining 3rd installment in the Rocky series, which jettisons drama and depth for a straight out fight flick.
Rocky's nemesis this time around is Clubber Lang (Mr.T, in his film debut, and displaying his One Note range straight away), a vicious fighter hungry for Balboa's World Championship Belt.
Rocky, softened with the trappings of wealth and fame, gets his ass handed to him in their first bout. With his grizzled trainer Mickey succumbing to a heart attack, one-time rival Apollo Creed steps in to train Balboa to regain his hunger to win and "the eye of the tiger" which is as good an excuse as any to open the film with Survivor's biggest Hit Single.
Stallone milks his winning formula for all it's worth. Give in to it's hokey charm on a brain-dead night and you won't be disappointed.
Mystery movie all-nighter at the Prince Charles.
Bit of comic-relief at the end of the night! Surely the homo-erotic undertones are on purpose?
Me gustan las películas de deportes en las que se ve el entrenamiento, el sufrimiento, la resolución del conflicto psicológico y el magnánimo triunfo final (que no necesariamente tiene que ser una victoria).
Lo malo es que MR. T sólo es una máquina de box que quiere ganar porque tiene que ser el retador y eso hacen los retadores. Aunque sea hubieran dado un hermano enfermo que murió sin haberlo visto campeón o algo.
At least it has the humor was lacking in Rocky II.
The Rocky-as-superhero era I've heard about begins here. Stallone is no longer classically built. He's a 'roided out monstrosity. His face is laughably in good shape at the end of the climactic fight. He also has dropped the slack-jawed Rocky voice. He's just Stallone here. Let's not forget about the problematic racial issues surrounding Pauly and the fact that Clubber Lang is a caricature of violence, with no other motivation besides wanting to hurt people. Pragmatic, three-dimensional Apollo Creed, he is not.
And yet the underdog story still feels good. Coming up is the only one of the series I've seen previously, and I'm dreading it.
In which Carl Weathers continues to charm the pants off me. It's too bad people forget that these Rocky sequels are more hit than miss. Pretty great series filled with fantastic characters.
The heartfelt drama of the first two films is thrown out the window in favor of action-movie heroics, and it at times doesn't feel like we're watching the Rocky we know and love -- he's too smart, too soft-spoken. Also, I'm fairly sure there's a racist undercurrent here. But Stallone is an old pro by now at milking the franchise's big moments for all their worth, and it's an extremely entertaining ride. It's the kind of thing you can get away with when you've already had two great movies about beloved characters.
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