‘The Wrestler’
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Watching a bloated and beaten Mickey Rourke in “The Wrestler,” it’s hard not to be reminded at some point of Nick Nolte in “North Dallas Forty”-- a couple of damaged souls on screen and off, exposed for everyone to see. There is a reckless fierceness, a raw vulnerability in Rourke’s performance that makes it hard to look at and just as hard to look away. But if he can go there, so can we. Director Darren Aronofsky’s street-level dissection of a life on the ropes is definitely worth the price of a ringside seat.
-- Betsy Sharkey
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