I have no idea how to explain it but I’ll try my very best.
Since I was a kid, maybe ten-years-old or so (maybe even younger), I’ve just loved the Rocky movies. I mean LOVED. Adored. Obsessed over to the point of know-all-the-words-to-Rocky-IV. You know, the one with the Russian? Yep. That’s totally the best Rocky.
“I must break you.”
God you were a soulless dude, Drago.
Anyway, I vividly remember my sister and I just sitting at our grandparents house every school holiday watching recordings of all the Rockys that my Aunty taped on her video player, complete with 80′s TV ads that she tried her very best to not record (you know. Pause. Record. Pause. Record. How far have we come with IQ).
We loved to watch Rocky III with Clubber Lang (Mr T) because he was totally scary but our favourite was definitely Rocky IV. I can’t even tell you how many times I’ve watched that film. But it’s very, very many.
Rocky V was okay, but Tommy Gunn was an arsehole and Rocky was our dude. We totally had his back. We found Rocky I and II a bit boring but we watched them occasionally to break up the obsession with the others but once we got a bit older we appreciated them more. I guess we understood the story lines a bit better and didn’t just look forward to the fights.
Which is why I am writing this post.
So of course everyone that loves the Rocky movies knows the fights are the best part.
It’s when we duck and weave with Rocky, when we get off our couch and yell GET UP ROCKY, when our hearts beat so fast when he lands a punch that will totally knock the bad fucker out. And then he wins and he says some kind of speech that’s heartwarming and motivational and everyone is standing, even his opposition and we cry and cry and think Rocky is just a hero that has saved the world!
But of course he hasn’t saved the world. He’s a boxer and not even a real one because he’s an actor called Sylvester Stallone and it’s a movie but we love him because Rocky Balboa is the everyday man, the underdog that fought like a lion and made it big.
And so yesterday I found out on twitter that there would be another Rocky. Okay, well not a Rocky, but a film called CREED. As in Apollo Creed and it’s about his well-to-do grandson that wants to be a fighter and Rocky Balboa becomes his mentor.
Tiresome, you say? Not for me! Anything Rocky will see me at the cinemas on opening day, because #obsessed.
Now. Here’s the really weird thing. I hate boxing.
I hate fighting. I hate violent stuff. I hate gory viewing. I hate blood.
Jesus. I even hate my husband getting into a harmless scuffle on the football field when there are referees and cameras and other players around and he is in absolutely no danger whatsoever.
But I love the Rocky movies. I know. Totally odd.
So after finding out about CREED (the film) I did a few google-googles this morning and remembered my all-time favourite Rocky song called No Easy Way Out by Robert Tepper and there’s a clip in Rocky IV that I used to play on repeat. Basically in this clip, Rocky has just decided to fight the evil Russian as retribution for the death of his friend Apollo and he reminisces while driving his expensive car and it brings out ALL THE FEELS.
Watch here with warning that there is blood and violence (Hollywood style):
The first thing that came to my mind while watching this clip was WOW THIS SONG IS AWESOME. And then I saw Apollo fall and die after a killer punch and I thought WOW that can actually happen and THANK GOODNESS I am watching this on the Mac and not on my TV because my kids will NEVER SEE THIS. And then I thought WOW I can’t believe I watched this when I was a child and I mean A CHILD because did I mention Apollo died after a killer punch?
I wouldn’t call myself a helicopter parent but I am definitely the cover their eyes and ears kind of mother if there’s something on TV that I do not want them to see or hear. Fighting or anything gory is definitely one of them. But I guess they are only still very little (both under 5) and they get terribly frightened when Tinkerbell is in danger.
And then I wonder how many kids (and at what age) play bloody video games and watch violent films or even… *gasp* watch the news because the world has gone crazy and the news is dang scary, yo.
What is the norm these days? What level of violence, albeit hollywood-style or otherwise is okay, without fear of damaging the child or creating a monster?
I watched Rocky from a young age and turned out (if I do say so myself) okay. These days, there are so many rules of parenting, rules of life. You know, the things that people have all the OUTRAGE about. #NoGenderDecember, teachers not being allowed to mark with red pen for fear of child psychological damage, all the rules, all the outrage.
And actually, I don’t even know what the point of this post is other than to say I LOVE ROCKY BALBOA films despite the fact that I hate violence and I turned out completely non-violent. I guess it’s one of those things that will remain a mystery.All comments read, appreciated and responded to. So thank you x