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There is simply nothing worthy of recommendation here.

Borgnine easily steals the rug out from everyone with his sadistic, larger than life villain.

Though unrelentingly bleak, Last Exit to Brooklyn presents a fascinating slice of American history.

Continuous self-effacement leads to indifference.

The late 21st century moonscape resembles Las Vegas in a bubble and the hoods behave like they've never left straight-to-video.

Rocky Balboa does not disappoint when it comes to the staples of a Rocky picture - the hard-earned training (raw egg chugging and knuckle meat-tenderisers are welcome, present and correct) and thrilling fight footage

Rocky’s necessary fall from grace back into the gutter makes us root for the big-hearted lug every south paw-jabbing step of the way.

Not full-on farce, but getting there.

One for the eyes and ears instead of the heart and head.

Despite overdoing the mumbling a bit Stallone wins us over again with some nice dialogue.

Credit is due to John G Avildsen for directing (he won one of three trophies), but the real victory here belongs to Sly.

These characters could so easily have been turned into figures of ridicule, but instead they are taken entirely seriously and presented as rounded individuals whose sexuality and gender are only parts of a more multi-faceted identity.

The tension escalates well in the first half; it slackens a bit later, but by then the film has had time to develop its broader themes and introduce different types of existential threat.

Everything about McCarthy's film feels easygoing and economical. His scripting is sharp and laugh-out-loud funny, with relationships and family dynamics establilshed quickly in an unfussy fashion.