This film features a talented cast, depicting the true story of coach Brendan Ingle, who guided a cheeky Yorkshire teenager from Middle Eastern immigrant family. Known as Naseem Hamed, the youngster was taught to confront racist bullies and molded into a media-friendly titleholder in the late 90s. Ingle cultivated his flamboyant arrogance and powerful punches, but after achieving wealth, the boxer turned against his mentor, excluding him and turning him into a mix of John Falstaff and Broadway Danny Rose.
Brosnan portrays the trainer; Amir El-Masry embodies the role of Hamed, and Stephens is the bullish promoter Warren, who recognized the goldmine that Ingle had discovered.
However, the movie honestly lacks the Princeâs agility: the fight scenes run smoothly, but the crucial story in between is consistently flat and one-note. It lacks nuance or contrast in the depiction of Hamed himself, and the actor, an otherwise outstanding performer, doesnât get the opportunity to display any subtlety or much of what might make his role truly engaging â although heâs obviously been working out and appears convincing in the boxing arena.
The drama is often burdened by functional, explanatory dialogue that inform you exactly what is happening and what we are meant to feel (âYour journey began your career at age seven âŠâ). It is the kind of script that streaming-TV producers call âsecond-screenâ, making sure you know whatâs unfolding while youâre watching the film but also glancing at your device. Additionally, the background music is overpowering, at times almost deafening, particularly in the scene where the boxer gets overexcited visiting the promoter in his palatial home.
While El-Masry and Brosnan do their considerable best, their dynamic doesnât quite ignites, and the major boxing moments are often disappointingly truncated. A key moment is surely when, goaded beyond endurance in the training facility one day by Hamed as a delusional âelderâ, the trainer actually offers to get in the ring and fight him. Everyone in the gym is shocked and uncomfortable. How exactly is this insanely unwise standoff going to play out? How precisely the ending? Surely the champion is going to kill him? Alternatively will he emotionally hold back? The resolution remains ambiguous.
This isnât to imply that there arenât some good moments. Brosnan elicits humor when his character tells a journalist what heâs teaching the youths from his local community: to oppose bias and when you encounter a offender, âHit them in the bollocksâ. Amusing too when the boxer squirms at the silly stunts the coach makes him do in the beginning: posing as the âmonster from the Middle Eastâ.
As for the falling out, the movie depicts this as being worsened by a tell-all publication that the trainer is supposed to have written (a plot point evidently modified from another source), and there is an interestingly conceived last discussion â although the heartfelt homage that Hamed is reportedly paid to Ingle after his passing is merely referenced in the closing credits, and not shown on film. Some interesting material in this film, but the blows donât land.
The film was shown at the festival and is in British and Irish theaters from January 9.
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