A Fight With A Girl

I have just accidentally wasted 1 hour 42 minutes of my life watching a film called “Girlfight”. It is mid afternoon on a Tuesday and I just feel it is my moral duty to write about how you must avoid this film. The plot centres on a girl (Marie? Who cares) who lives with her gambling alcoholic father and her artistic, “I’m a lover not a fighter”, younger brother. The father is paying for the son to have boxing lessons but the kid is a pussy and would rather not be there(He would rather be drawing the shittest picture ever!). Meanwhile the girl can’t stop fighting at school. She goes to the gym, convinces a reluctant ex fighter to train her and meets a boy. They fall in love in about 3 minutes. Somehow….. SOMEHOW!!!!... there is a press announcement stating that inter gender matches amongst the same weight class are now legal and can take place. Next scene… coaches are arguing as girl and lover boy are going to have to face off for a title in the films climax??? They both “give their all” (hmmm?) and she wins. He resents her for a scene then they hug.

BALLS!!

This film has a bad plot, bad direction and some of the worst dialogue ever written for the cinema (whilst boxing, the boy and girl tire and do that boxing rest/hug thing. She says “I love you” in his ear. He pushes her off. They resume the position. “I really do” she adds. Genius. No really. If Shakespeare were alive he’d be shitting himself. He’d be destroying manuscripts of Romeo and Juliet style romances left and right and wondering why he ever bothered with the other 36).

Normally i watch a film for one or more of a few possible reasons. Most often a film is either recommended to me or i read that it is worth watching. It may be worth noting at this stage that if it should come to light that any of you recommended this garbage to me you may now consider yourself a none friend.

Note; the film is written and directed by Karyn Kusama. So there you go! One person to blame for all story, dialogue and directorial decisions. If any of you know her, tell her! “Oi! Love! Your film’s gash!” I wonder if she recognised at a young age that her surname is not a million miles from that of Japanese genius director Kurosawa. She just thought easy peasy, it’s in my destiny. She should have stayed in bed. Bitch.