When I reviewed Battleship I mentioned a few other toy products that would make
fairly ridiculous movies. I didn’t really think of the “Rock’em Sock’em Robot”
toys which features two plastic robot boxers mechanically manipulated by the
players as movie material. However, boxing robots trying to knock each other’s
heads off is pretty much the whole idea behind Real Steel (2011).
In the near future people became
uninterested in boxing and similar sports, so a new sport was created; Robot
Boxing features robots battling each other while being controlled by someone.
Charlie Kenton (Hugh Jackman), a former boxer who’s trying to make it in the
new sport, not only doesn’t do well, he’s deeply in the red from all his
losses. When he learns that his ex-wife, mother of his son Max (Dakota Goyo),
has died, Charlie goes to figure out what to do with his estranged son. Max's
wealthy aunt Debra (Hope Davis) and uncle Marvin (James Rebhorn) want full
custody, so Charlie asks Marvin for money so he can buy a new robot in exchange
for turning Max over to them. Charlie reluctantly takes Max for the summer and
together they build and train a champion contending robot with the help of
Charlie’s child hood mechanic friend, Bailey Tallet (Evangeline Lilly). As the
stakes in the brutal, no-holds-barred arena are raised, Charlie and Max against
all odds, get one last shot at a comeback.
Real Steel
was a corny amalgamation of cliché storytelling tropes. You’ve got the underdog
sports player seeking self respect, who miraculously gets a shot at the
championship title as seen in Rocky;
powerful mechanical robots that fight with each other, very similar to those in
Transformers; a weird sport in which
the whole world is unanimously invested, like you would see in Pokémon or even The Hunger Games, and all the cheesiness you’ll find in every
father-son bonding story. Technically, each of these aren’t bad, but they can
be presented in such a way that makes your eyes roll when they exceed
credibility or try to emphasize more drama than can be milked from such a
concept. Real Steel didn’t manage to
make any of it credible and it just comes across as cheesy. You’ll probably
laugh at the movie more because it’s hard to take seriously rather than at the
sparse moments of the comic relief.
More often than not kid characters
are put in a movie to appeal to younger audiences, and they serve no other
purpose than that. Truly illogical kid characters will be able to outwit adults
who have years more experience and knowledge, have skills that even a child
prodigy couldn’t realistically have without a couple of years of post-secondary
schooling, and have keen insight to things far beyond their limited experience.
For all that these characters can do, why not just have them be a young adult
who has that kind of knowledge base and experience? Do movie producers
genuinely think that kids will only enjoy movies that feature other kids in it?
That has to be the reasoning behind
Max’s character being a kid. At age eleven he can speak fluent Japanese,
understands complex fighting techniques, and how to program and construct
advanced mechanical automatons. Max also gives useful advice to Charlie, who
has been in robot boxing circles for years before Max was born. And get this;
he knows how to do all this because he plays video games. Seriously!? I’ve been
playing video games for well over 20 years and I can’t do any of that stuff!
That really makes the script writer sound like an old fogey who believes that
all these crazy newfangled video game and technology things somehow unlock
hidden powers and knowledge in young people. This isn’t just a vague excuse to
justify a child character who should more reasonably be an adult; it’s just bad
writing.
The fighting robots were unabashedly
fun, fortunately. The handful of robot boxing matches that the movie actually
featured were engaging and exciting. The combination of real robots and CGI
animation was seamless. The robots were well designed so no two looked the
same, and they moved in such a way that felt like they actually had weight and
mass to them. The fights were well choreographed so that it was evident who was
winning, who had the upper hand, and why. The robot boxing matches were
probably the only really good part of Real
Steel; the characters certainly didn’t carry the story well.
Reel Steel
is by no means an original film in terms of its base story. It’s so full of
clichés, there is no way you haven’t seen this story before. At best it’s all
the brainless fun of Rock’em Sock’em Robots while also flailing around to
achieve the heart and drama of Rocky.
Although the cast usually did a good job in their roles, they had some pretty lame
material to work with. I hate seeing Hugh Jackman in such a corny role as this.
It reminded me more of the “BattleBots” TV show from about 12 years ago.
Personally, I don’t think Real Steel
is worth watching but I could see it appealing to teen and preteen boys, Max’s
irrationally implausible character aside. Even if you really want to see robots
fighting, I’d try to borrow this from someone; I don’t think it is even worth
the cost of a movie rental.
What’s your favorite fictional sports movie? The Hunger Games? Quidditch from Harry Potter? Podracing from Star Wars? Can you think of others? Comment below and tell me why you like these fictional sports!
What’s your favorite fictional sports movie? The Hunger Games? Quidditch from Harry Potter? Podracing from Star Wars? Can you think of others? Comment below and tell me why you like these fictional sports!
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