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I Don't Like Wrestling, But I Liked The Wrestler

I've been hearing a lot of great things about this movie from people that I trust, so I decided to watch it, even though I don't really care for wrestling. Mickey Rourke plays Randy the Ram, a professional wrestler, who's heyday was 20 years ago. Now he works at a grocery store unloading trucks, lives in a trailer, and wrestles for small change on the weekends.

It's touching, and depressing, a bitter sweet look into the life of someone that knows that his way of life is self destructive, but can't manage to live any other way.

The only other thing that I've got to say about the movie is that while the wrestling may be fake, the character of Randy the Ram really gives it his all, stashing razer blades, so that he can cut himself to simulate actually being cut, letting his opponent put a dozen staples into him with a staple gun. The outcome may be predetermined, but that doesn't mean that he's not putting his heart into it.

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