A documentary about boxing. Or something.
It’s an interesting subject, but the film itself is very unambitious. Many of the fights are filmed with a single stationary camera, and there isn’t much of a narrative. It’s the usual TV documentary talking head/on location/talking head/on location thing.
The way the narrator tries to say something but not too much (regime wise) is endearing. Typical example: “The fight is held in a makeshift ring, governed by a military leader with a rifle slung over his shoulder. The sight of a man parading around the ring with a rifle can be off-putting. But his love of the sport and his joy at being part of the show soon washes away any discomfort about his presence.”
It’s probably quite interesting for people who are interested in this kind of thing (it has a 9.4 rating on IMDB), and it is enjoyable. But:
Born Warriors Redux: Bound Fists. Vincent Giordano. 2014. Myanmar.
- 2 parts gin
- 1 part orange curaçao
- a bit of lime juice
- a dash Angostura bitters
- a dash orange bitters
Shake with ice and strain into an ice-filled glass.
That’s a very boozy drink.