Cinderella Man

Just watched the movie Cinderella Man. Perhaps many might pass it off as a block buster just because it has two big stars and it is a boxing ring setting show. I would appreciate it otherwise. Yes it has Russell and Renee as the main pillars holding up the movie. Acting is just about on par with their pay. Nothing to shout about. But I would like to appraise the story writter for highlighting the essence of the show.

Scenes from this movie includes James ( Russell) bringing one of his kids to the butcher shop to return a piece of meat that the kid stole. On the way back home the father and son had a talk. It is a simple but yet sincere talk that we should not steal no matter how bad the situation is. Teaching the correct values from young and mean it as it is. I cross examine this with the society that i am living in now and found vast differences. Parents talk more about achieving good results and inculcating unhealthy comparisons to their kids. Anyway .. another essence that moved me is the conviction James has towards his family and friends. What he fought for in the ring. The reason for being in the ring that made him surpass even the toughest oppenent. I find that maybe in our times now it is much harder for one to fight for something or live for something base on pure simple conviction. We lived for propably the wrong reasons so called even though we may know that those are wrong priorities in the first place.

So i tell myself. Do i work for a pay check or do i work coz i would like to spend time with my love one in the place of our own. I seriously think that a lot of people have worked for the wrong aims constantly and worse still, knowingly.

Setting of the this movie is around the 1930's in New York. Just the setting alone makes the movie easy to digest. It also has some historical value as it brought me back to the simplicity of life back then. No handphones, no internet. Life was about bring bread home and maintaining a family with conviction.

i think i would like to inject a lttle bit of 1930's to my life. And i think i might have already done so. Why am i even blogging ...