When the champions promoter, Rev. Sultan, decides something new is needed to boost the attraction of boxing, he searches and finds the only man to ever beat the champ.
The problem is that he isn't a boxer anymore and he's white.
However, once Rev. Sultan convinces him to fight, he goes into heavy training while the current champ takes it easy and falls out of shape....
I'm guessing this film was only made to give the then relatively fresh Jackson trope a starring vehicle. After all, he was amazing in Pulp Fiction, DHWAV, and Fresh, but as a supporting role, rather than charge of a film.
And the result is one of the most confusing things I have seen in a long time, and very boring to boot.
So what we have here is Jackson showcasing his trademark yell in the guise of Don King, supported by a who's who of b-list actors, and a then quite famous Damon Wayans in a fat prosthetic.
The film is a mix of Rocky III and The Naked Gun, but without the laughs or the thrill of decent pugilism. It doesn't have a message to give, other than if your greedy and try to take from the best, you will lose.
There is some sub plot involving why a Black fighter is being usurped by Berg, but all that consists of is Jamie Foxx mugging, and Jackson laughing a lot.
Goldblum is as great as always, but again, it's all about selling out, the wonderful message this film has.
Be a sell out, become rich and arrogant, and you'll be famous.
Only in America....
The problem is that he isn't a boxer anymore and he's white.
However, once Rev. Sultan convinces him to fight, he goes into heavy training while the current champ takes it easy and falls out of shape....
I'm guessing this film was only made to give the then relatively fresh Jackson trope a starring vehicle. After all, he was amazing in Pulp Fiction, DHWAV, and Fresh, but as a supporting role, rather than charge of a film.
And the result is one of the most confusing things I have seen in a long time, and very boring to boot.
So what we have here is Jackson showcasing his trademark yell in the guise of Don King, supported by a who's who of b-list actors, and a then quite famous Damon Wayans in a fat prosthetic.
The film is a mix of Rocky III and The Naked Gun, but without the laughs or the thrill of decent pugilism. It doesn't have a message to give, other than if your greedy and try to take from the best, you will lose.
There is some sub plot involving why a Black fighter is being usurped by Berg, but all that consists of is Jamie Foxx mugging, and Jackson laughing a lot.
Goldblum is as great as always, but again, it's all about selling out, the wonderful message this film has.
Be a sell out, become rich and arrogant, and you'll be famous.
Only in America....