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Problem_Officer?'s Journal: Dog carcass in alley this morning, tire tread on burst stomach. This forum is afraid of me. I have seen its true face. The threads are extended gutters and the gutters are full of blood and when the drains finally scab over, all the vermin will drown. The accumulated filth of all their sex and murder will foam up about their waists and all the fighters and mods will look up and shout "Borrow me the never back down dvd!"... and I'll whisper "no."

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*LMAO*

Bedste indlæg evah!!!

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sælger man ikke sin sjæl når man som professionel kæmper er med i en fictions mmafilm??

Hvis det giver penge på bordet, hvem bekymrer sig så om sin sjæl?

Ej, jeg giver ikke meget for "sell-out" begrebet. Gotta make a living! Og en filmrolle i en hollywood film, giver sgu sikkert lige så godt eller bedre end et år i UFC.

It’s no stretch to say that Warrior is the greatest MMA movie ever filmed, considering that its rivals for the title are Never Back Down 2 and the upcoming Paul Blart: Cage-Fighter. But even removed from its often-embarrassing peers, Warrior still holds its own as a great sports movie that succeeds by building itself on familiar sports movie hooks then subverting them whenever possible.

The film centers on a pair of estranged brothers, Brendan Conlon (Joel Edgerton) and Tommy Riordon (Tom Hardy), and their father Paddy (Nick Nolte) — a former abusive alcoholic who drove away his entire family and is playing out the rest of his life as a lonely, sober old man. When Tommy returns from Iraq following a stint in the Marines, he seeks out Paddy partly to exact some emotional revenge, and partly to ask his dad to help train him for ‘Sparta,’ a 16-man middleweight MMA grand prix that promises $5 million to the winner. (Tommy was a wrestling prodigy in high school, and its implied that his father was a Marv Marinovich-esque coach/maniac.)

For Brendan, a physics teacher whose past includes a stint as a UFC journeyman, the motives are much simpler: He needs the money. His daughter’s heart illness has left his family a month away from losing their house, and his moonlighting gig as a local MMA fighter gets him suspended from his teaching job without pay. $5 million would solve all his problems. And so, Brendan seeks out his old trainer for one last run at glory, despite his wife’s protests.

After a fateful gym session in which Tommy beats the crap out of a top-ranked loudmouth named Mad Dog (WEC/Strikeforce vet Erik Apple) — and an equally fateful injury to Brendan’s training partner Marco Santos (UFC vet Roan Carneiro) — both brothers have punched their tickets to Sparta, where they should logically be blown out in the first round. But since this is a movie, it doesn’t go down like that.

The ensuing fight scenes struck me in how different they are than their counterparts in boxing movies. Think of the Rocky films, and the long, dramatic build-ups when a fighter is knocked down and has to find the courage to stand up again. In Warrior, there’s barely a chance to catch your breath. It’s just frenetic, brutal action. Obviously, there’s no lay-and-pray and no stalling against the fence in the movie version of MMA — only strikes, slams, and submissions, from bell to bell.

There’s also no real “bad guy” in the film, which sets it apart even further from your average fight flick. No Tong Po, shin-kicking posts in the dressing room and paralyzing your brother. No rich asshole brat who gets off on humiliation. Sure, Mad Dog is a bit of a douchebag, and tournament-favorite Koba (a mighty, mythical Russian played by Kurt Angle!) is sufficiently intimidating. But the real antagonist in Warrior is the pressure of these men’s lives. And since the two brothers face off in the finals — hey, it’s in the trailer so it’s not a spoiler — winning comes at a cost as well.

Before the last night of the tournament, word gets out that Tommy was involved in a heroic rescue operation in Iraq, and that Tommy and Brendan are indeed brothers. The revelations are good for ratings, but cause more problems for Tommy; it turns out there was a reason that he never claimed credit for the lives he saved. But he’s also fighting for something beyond himself — the widow of his best friend, who’s raising two kids on her own and could use the money just as badly as Brendan can.

Without giving too much away, there’s a giant yeah, right moment in the climatic fight — something happens that would never be allowed to happen in a real MMA match — but if you can suspend disbelief, you’ll appreciate the uniqueness of the scene, which goes a different direction than the epic back-and-forth battle you might be expecting, and turns the “submission” into a symbolic act. In the end, not everybody gets what they want, and Brendan, Tommy, and Paddy won’t be enjoying any family dinners any time soon. The happy ending is contained to a single moment of triumph, as the brothers leave the cage together, their old wounds healed through shared agony. Everything else can wait until the morning.

To uneducated observers, MMA is a brutal, simplistic sport — but fans and fighters know that there’s a much more complex (and humane) experience waiting if you dig a little deeper. The same can be said for this movie. I won’t say that Warrior is the first MMA film that “gets it right” — your MMA nerd bullshit-meter will be ringing off the hook a couple times — but it’s a gigantic leap forward for the depiction of MMA on screen. Your move, Kevin James.

(Ben Goldstein)

By Fidel Martinez, TuVez.com

I should preface this review by stating that at best I’m a very (very) casual fan of MMA, and at worst I’m completely ignorant about the subtleties of the sport. With that said, I don’t think that admission disqualifies me from writing about a documentary film on the subject. In fact, I think I’m exactly the kind of person that filmmakers Petra Epperlein and Michael Tucker were targeting with Fightville.

The film, which premiered at the SXSW Film Festival on March 12th, profiles four individuals involved in USA-MMA, a “feeder” league based out of Lafayette, Louisiana. The stars are two fighters (Dustin Poirier and Albert Stainback), their trainer (Tim Credeur), and their promoter (Gil Guillory, owner of USA-MMA). Epperlein and Tucker do a fantastic job at showing the nitty-gritty of a lower-level fighting league. From the unglamorous setting-up of the ring in a rodeo to the fighters balancing their personal lives (work, family, etc.) with their full-time job of training, Fightville provides an important contrast to the extravagance of the UFC — with its millions of viewers, hundreds of thousands of dollars in prize money for the headliners, ring girls, and promotional muscle.

But what makes Fightville truly great is how it humanizes those involved. Guillory isn’t a man who’s exploiting and capitalizing off of an audience’s desire to watch two grown men beat the living crap out of each other. Well, he is to a certain extent, but he’s more than that. Guillory is someone who hustles every waking moment to make his business prosper because if he doesn’t his family takes the hit.

Just the same, Poirer and Stainback — despite what the uninformed populace might think of MMA fighters — aren’t two random dudes who just got out of prison and stepped inside the ring for a pack of smokes and a chance to hurt someone. Quite the contrary. Outside the ring, Poirer is soft-spoken (almost mild-mannered) and friendly (see the end of this post for proof). Similarly, Stainback comes across as a very analytical guy who puts a lot of thought into everything, which made him likable and relatable. It also didn’t hurt that his ring entrance was a tribute to A Clockwork Orange, one of my favorite films of all time.

It might sound like an exaggeration, but I genuinely believe that Fightville may be one of the best things to happen to the sport in the last couple of years. It sheds a fair and unbiased light at a sport that has so often been vilified (who can forget John McCain’s infamous “human cockfighting” statement?). Yes, there is blood and brutality, but what sport doesn’t have that? As a casual observer, I think this film is a well-made sports documentary that’s only a notch or so below the now-classic weightlifting doc Pumping Iron. If I were true fan, I’d more than likely walk around with a copy in hand at all times and show it to anyone who’s ever spoken badly of the sport.

A friend of mine who works at SXSW told me that an overwhelming amount of films about MMA were submitted this year — no surprise given the meteoric rise of the sport — but they only picked one. Fightville was the right choice.

If all goes well, former UFC champion Rich Franklin's life story will soon be the basis of a Hollywood feature film.

Eric Eisner today announced that his Double E Pictures has optioned Franklin's life story for a film and commissioned David Hollander to write a script and Mathew Cullen of Motion Theory to executive produce.

"I'm excited to see the story of my career as a fighter brought to the screen, and I feel confident that the team assembled will do a great job in telling this story," Franklin stated in today's official release.

According to today's press release, "American Fighter" will tell "the unlikely story of how Franklin, a family man and high school math teacher, taught himself mixed martial arts, quickly emerged as one of the dominant figures in the sport, and ultimately became champion of the UFC. The story also chronicles the rise of mixed martial arts as the fastest growing sport in the world and transformation into a billion-dollar industry."

"I'm happy to be in business with Sean and Motion Theory and look forward to working with David to capture the story of Rich's remarkable life," Eisner stated. "This is a truly inspirational story that we are excited to tell."

Franklin, of course, has long been praised for his journey from math teacher to UFC middleweight champion. His career began as a hobby, and self-taught skills in a backyard shed quickly developed into world-class talent. Along the way, Franklin has remained one of the sport's most-respected and most-praised athletes as a consummate professional both in and out of the cage.

Eisner, the son of longtime Disney CEO Michael Eisner, is the founder and CEO of Double E Pictures. His first feature, "Hamlet 2" was acquired for $10 million following a successful run at the 2008 Sundance Film Festival.

Hollander is best known as a writer for a handful of TV series, including "The Cleaner," "Heartland" and "The Guardian."

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Det er Problem_Officer?'s yndlingsfilm det der.

any new ones på vej???