Movie Review...The Wrestler

The Wrestler will have you puking your crummy convenience story pickle loaf hoagy out back in some greasy weeds. You'll wonder how a reasonably astute athlete would choose getting pounded and cut up in the ring of fakery. The other choice would be for him to get a job.

Now, there is a lesson all the wrestlers subconsciously want you to know: They're saying: "Accept me as an entertainer, but don't get chained to the back wall of a dark sweaty dungeon of embarrassment like I did". Professional wrestling seems to have it's own chapter in Psychology 401. It's hard to watch without getting a black and blue brain. Mickey Rourke gets and A for acting, but the Wrestler package is way too big a bludgeon. The Wrestler is a concussion on the big screen.

Too much for me. I gave up after 45 minutes. Won't go back. 4.0, but give Mickey a blue chip.