I saw Cinderella Man last night. Having seen it, I am at a loss to understand why this film is performing relatively poorly at the box office. The only explanation I can even suggest is that much of the film is bathed in the kind of visual gloom that frustrates many filmgoers, including me.
On the other hand, the plot is fantastic. The performances are superb. Paul Giamatti plays James Braddock’s (Russell Crowe’s) trainer/promoter and should easily be nominated for an Oscar. Crowe himself delivers his lines perfectly. When he is shown film of the champion killing another man in the ring, he simply answers, “What are you trying to tell me? Something like, boxing’s dangerous?” The fight scenes succeed in being both more realistic than usual and still gripping.
If I were to try to sum up my feelings about the film, I think I’d say what came to me during one of the fight scenes in the movie: Nobody should ever be interested in watching those cheesy Rocky films again. That comes from a guy who REALLY enjoyed the Rocky films.
The Depression is the backdrop for Cinderella Man and it drives the plot completely. Braddock’s desperate circumstances have everything to do with his unlikely comeback as a fighter. He is a boxer who has bottomed out and finds the heart to return to the sport with flair because he has nothing to lose and no one has any expectations for him. When you see the film, you’ll understand the opening quote by famed sportswriter Damon Runyon, who explains that no fighter has had as compelling a life narrative as James Braddock.