Hi readers. I know where have I been? Well, I was writing a short story for an RTE writing competition. It took me a number of days and my output suffered as a result. Unfortunately, I cannot put it up online until the competition ends.

Anyways back to the film. As we all know, Rocky got too old and Creed came along to save the franchise. As this is Creed III, it must have worked.

As all films of this type, it’s a slow burner. Creed has retired and is hit with a blast from the past in the form of Dame Anderson. Anderson has been in prison for eighteen years for.. It’s never fully explained. Was it gun possession? Did he take the time for inflicting the beating that Creed did? I don’t know. It’s like they didn’t want to sully their characters. It was woke, people are not responsible for their actions, its society – “they were just kids”. Blah, blah blah.

Anyways, Dame who was a great amateur wants to be the world champion, and Creed gives him the opportunity to do that in one fight. Wait! What?? Yes, you see Creed is the manager or something of the world champion.

Yes, forget about reality and the years of training and insight it takes to be truly great fighter. And Dame wins, with some dirty fighting. Nearly kills the other guy. But, the music turns dark. The fighting gods are not happy for reasons I don’t understand.

So, inevitable Creed returns to the ring. He is the man and he proves it to some gangsta rap, beating his ass. I did like the fighting scenes and apparently it well in the box office. Giving it a score of three out of five, I’m sure my readers have better things to do with their time than this drivel.