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Wednesday, December 08, 2004

And this is good...?

So goes the plot description from the press release for Clint Eastwood's Million Dollar Baby (which, incidentally, is PG-13 and runs 137 leisurely-Clint-style minutes):
In the wake of a painful estrangement from his daughter, boxing trainer Frankie Dunn (CLINT EASTWOOD) has been unwilling to let himself get close to anyone for a very long time – then Maggie Fitzgerald (HILARY SWANK) walks into his gym.   In a life of constant struggle, Maggie’s gotten herself this far on raw talent, unshakable focus and a tremendous force of will.  But more than anything, she wants someone to believe in her.   The last thing Frankie needs is that kind of responsibility – let alone that kind of risk – but won over by Maggie’s sheer determination, he begrudgingly agrees to take her on.  In turns exasperating and inspiring each other, the two come to discover that they share a common spirit that transcends the pain and loss of their pasts, and they find in each other a sense of family they lost long ago.  Yet, they both will face a battle that will demand more heart and courage than any they’ve ever known.

Scott? MD'A? No doubt Sean? Is this just piss-poor advertising drivel? Or does Clint really, really, really redefine the old making-the-clichés-work routine?


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