If there is something new to be said about boxing, Bleed for This doesn’t find it. Sucks all the energy out of a story that should have been a can’t-miss.
Only two women appear in any meaningful way: the adoring and supportive mother of the male protagonist, and his even more adoring and supportive girlfriend.
Not an inspirational football movie but the highlights reel from one, with a golden boy who is his own manic pixie dreamboat. The worst sort of hagiography.