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Sylvester Stallone, Tony Burton, Milo Ventimiglia, Burt Young, Antonio Tarver, Talia Shire (i.a.), Geraldine Hughes, Pedro Lovell, Frank Stallone (plus)VOD (5)
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Rocky Balboa, le légendaire boxeur, a depuis longtemps quitté le ring. De ses succès, il ne reste plus que des histoires qu'il raconte aux clients de son restaurant. La mort de son épouse lui pèse chaque jour et son fils ne vient jamais le voir. Le champion d'aujourd'hui s'appelle Mason Dixon, et tout le monde s'accorde à le définir comme un tueur sans élégance ni coeur. Alors que les promoteurs lui cherchent désespérément un adversaire à sa taille, la légende de Rocky refait surface. L'idée d'opposer deux écoles, deux époques et deux titans aussi différents enflamme tout le monde. Pour Balboa, c'est l'occasion de ranimer les braises d'une passion qui ne l'a jamais quitté. L'esprit d'un champion ne meurt jamais... (texte officiel du distributeur)
(plus)Critiques (10)
The idea of the whole movie is a little far fetched, but it has its interesting points. You can’t help feeling a certain trepidation. However, from the very beginning it’s clear that their trepidation is unfounded. All the sentimental roaming around Philadelphia, his long contemplation, looking back on life, telling time-proven truths all seem sincere. It is a very personal picture that Sly put his “heart" into and that makes it all the more endearing. In fact, this is evident to the point that almost nobody will see anybody else than him himself in the role of Rocky. What significantly damages the movie is the boxing match itself. For one thing, it seems somehow superfluous here, it’s shot strangely, lacks energy and is overall uninteresting. Which, in view of the fact that it takes up the whole last third of the playing time, is displeasing. But the worst thing are the final credits. They are indescribable hell. Even so, meeting up with Rocky Balboa at the beginning of the autumn of his life isn’t boring, it’s old-fogey agreeable and surprisingly not at all ridiculous. If I were Stallone I would leave my boxing gloves hanging on their hook from now on. After all those years of service they have earned a good rest.
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Film senilne simple, mais agréablement sincère et modeste sur un boxeur vieillissant qui a encore beaucoup à dire non seulement avec ses poings durs. Le prélude du film est un peu étiré et le point culminant au contraire précipité, mais la nostalgie a son poids indiscutable de sympathie, qui repasse beaucoup de choses. Sly Stallone a réussi la même chose que son héros - il n'a pas eu un grand comeback, mais il s'est défendu dignement.
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The last (I hope) Rocky doesn't surprise with anything, the story is again simple and straightforward, with a pinch of combat adrenaline, and life wisdoms that sound out of Harlequin books, some of which caressed the soul. Rocky's final farewell to the audience in the boxing ring (and symbolically, Sly's farewell to this character, which suddenly catapulted him to the cinematic Olympus) left me surprisingly cold, but there’s no denying that it is a worthy farewell. Mainly because there is no lack of insight, Stallone faces the advancing years head on and occasionally throws down some nice and funny lines. In short, Sly made me happy. The film is worth 3 stars, the fourth one is thrown in for nostalgia’s sake, which Sly enlivened with several functional short flashbacks. And why not admit it, I have a soft spot for this hard-working "Italian Stallion".
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I liked the slightly grim humor and the nice old-fashioned mentoring tone that carries the film most of the time. I hope the Italian Stallion does not get mad at me, but the last match sucks. It lacked clear motivation, enthusiasm, a strong opponent and some reasonable resolution - it hangs at the end of the film just for show. Until then, Rocky's last adventure has all the attributes that made the first film famous (although they are somewhat shabby now)... it focuses more on simpler but catchy psychology and on Stallone's still functional two-sided acting. I enjoyed it, but I consider a boxing film which does not wow me with the final fight to be slightly weak.
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A disheveled and grinning Sylvester Stallone wanders around Philadelphia, giving advice to everyone around him while being unsure of himself. I would take that as a light prologue to the appealing boxing finish with enthusiasm, but when he talks, advises, and looks sad for two-thirds of the movie, it becomes boring. It's not unwatchable, but still a bit unnecessary because as soon as Rocky returns to training, runs up the stairs and enters the arena, adrenaline, tension, and cheering are also there. The fight against Dixon is incredibly well shot, but it really bothers me that the champion's actor is skinny and lacks the typical muscularity of a boxer, so I can't maintain a serious face when talking about "heavyweight". On the other hand, I can forgive many things without words because I really wanted Stallone to succeed and thanked him for not letting the series end in miserable waters in his old age.
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Sly did it. The end of the series about the Italian Stallion Rocky Balboa worked out as it should and as I wished. Stallone was clever about it using the only thing he had left: memories. It’s as though he's recapitulated his own life and transferred it to the character who's been with him from the beginning. The movie's success is also due to the performances, which are definitely above standard. In addition to the excellent Stallone, there is also the great Burt Young as Paulie (the only link with the past) and Milo Ventimiglia, who shows that he can stretch beyond Heroes. I'm overjoyed to return to the old days for an hour and a half, and I'm giving Rocky an extra star to say goodbye. Thanks.
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Perhaps the saddest, slowest, and most sentimental of the entire saga, with an absolutely banal storyline and a ton of outrageous clichés. Nevertheless, there is one key word that nobody can resist, not even Hollywood triviality and its classic effort to squeeze as much money out of the viewer as humanly possible, and that word is nostalgia. It doesn’t matter how many times you’ve seen him, you still can't help but root for the protagonist, and Stallone definitely deserves clenched fists not only for the gripping and touching scene in the meat-packing plant, for which I would gladly award him an Oscar in the imaginary category of the best performed moment of the year. His fists are still strong and even though the finale is heavily edited and confusing, it's still worth watching. The pleasant supporting roles bring joy, the typical cloyingness is annoying, and the blatant simplicity is striking, but they squeeze everything out of it and the legend can end with honor.
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He got hit and got to his feet. He got another one and got up again. And again. And again. It may seem like a simple idea to some, and it is simple, but it is also important. Sylvester Stallone returned to old familiar ground with Rocky in the previous installment, in which he also had trouble with his son and also had to fight again... But neither the audience nor he himself were satisfied with the film, and so after sixteen years a remake was made. Luckily. It is a more than worthy conclusion to the whole saga, which is not drowning in nostalgia, melancholy or tears, and although it is sad, it is also full of hope. Four and a half.
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A legend like Rocky Balboa could hardly have asked for a better retirement. More than ever, Stallone gave me the impression that he literally connected with Rocky, imprinting him with heart and soul, and it shows not only in his great performance, but especially in his sensitive and sincere direction. The film is a beautiful depiction of perseverance, indomitable desire, and the power of friendship, and though the story takes a predictable and well-trodden path, it still manages to strap us firmly into our seats and knock us off our feet at the end. I enjoyed it, plus I definitely figured out who Stallone's most famous and best movie character is: the Italian Stallion Rocky Balboa. 4.5*
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Sly returned to the character of Rocky after sixteen years, thirty years after filming the first movie. Right from the beginning, it completely captivated me, and I realized how beautiful the story of Rocky and Adrian is. It's a beautiful romance, utterly ordinary, yet it shows the wonderful harmony between a man and a woman. They weren't a perfect Hollywood couple, but they were a perfect film couple. They argued, but they never stopped loving each other. This series is wonderful for that alone. With the sixth film, Sly gave it the right, beautiful, and incredibly poignant ending. The giant returned and showed that what he created had meaning. And it still does. I was incredibly moved by the sixth film. Sly has made a wonderful tribute and a full-fledged sequel at the same time. That's all there is to say about it.
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