Review: Fist Fight
Fist Fight had a whole lot going for it.
With two comedic forces in front of the camera, a capable co-writer in New Girl star Max Greenfield and the return of Tracy Morgan, this should have been a silly little gem.
So how the hell did it go so wrong?
The tale of two teachers set to do battle playground-style on the last day of school could have been a timely picture in the wake of education cuts, with a sharp edge that only Ice Cube could provide.
Instead, he barrels angrily through a film with no rhyme or reason to his insane actions, and Charlie Day inanely squawks along for the ride.
Two talented stars become annoyances, and Tracy Morgan, in a great return to form after his car accident, is left to hold the film up with surprise performer Jillian Bell.
Bell is a force to be reckoned with, as she profanely takes over the film. This, paired with her gem of a turn in 22 Jump Street are sure to catapult her into leading roles.
Sadly, all the talent here is wasted on juvenile pranks, overacting and an ill-conceived script.
The motivations of the characters are never clear and the predicaments a bit too ludicrous.
This is a film that doesn’t have much to say — and though it pulls no punches in its crass, crude nature — it doesn’t provide much payoff in the form of laughs.
This is a film that doesn’t have much to say — and though it pulls no punches in its crass, crude nature — it doesn’t provide much payoff in the form of laughs.
Fist Fight pulls no punches, but still manages to knock itself out in the end.