Fun with arithmetic – count the movies body-snatched by this plot: An aging, slightly punch-drunk fighter burns through his money in retirement, shames himself working as a debt-collecting goon and contemplates one last big-money match though it could cost him his wife and what’s left of his mind.
Even if you don’t count the 300-odd Rocky sequels, the list is as long as Mike Tyson’s rap sheet: The Champ, On the Waterfront, Requiem for a Heavyweight, Kid Galahad, Raging Bull … But if FX’s new boxing drama, Lights Out, sometimes seems awfully familiar, it’s nevertheless an extraordinarily watchable piece of work. Read my full review in Tuesday's Miami Herald.
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