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Queen of the Ring (2025) – Movie Review

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Queen of the Ring (2025) – Movie Review

Queen of the Ring, 2025.

Directed by Ash Avildsen.
Starring Emily Bett Rickards, Marie Avgeropoulos, Walton Goggins, Josh Lucas, Gavin Casalegno, Kelli Berglund, Tyler Posey, Martin Kove, Damaris Lewis, Ash Avildsen, Jim Cornette, Trinity Fatu, Toni Rossall, Cara Buono, Deborah Ann Woll, Adam Demos, Francesca Eastwood, Brittany Baker, Kailey Dawn Latimer, Chaney Morrow, Barron Boedecker, Byron Johnson II, Cameren Jackson, Mickie James, and Marie Evans James.

SYNOPSIS:

In a time when pro wrestling for women was illegal all over the United States, a small town single mother embraces the danger as she dominates America’s most masculine sport and becomes the first million dollar female athlete in history.

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Chronicling the trailblazing efforts of woman’s professional wrestler Mildred Burke (a driven, unflinching, muscular Emily Bett Rickards) from the 1930s and beyond, who would go on to be the first multimillion-dollar woman’s athlete, co-writer/director Ash Avildsen’s Queen of the Ring is yet another rousing story from the untapped well of that often overlooked and unfairly side-eyed world. Writing alongside Alston Ramsay and based on a book by Jeff Leen, this particular film also has an additional beneficial layer in that, while it is a biopic primarily focused on a landscape-changing athlete, it’s also a compelling look at the evolution of women’s wrestling which started as illegal across America, meaning that, much like how wrestling itself is inspired by carnival show antics, single mother Mildred Burke caught her first break taking down overconfident men inside a wrestling ring as part of a carnival show.

More intriguing is that this also means that while a good portion of men’s professional wrestling is staged to a degree, Mildred wasn’t afforded that same opportunity. She had to prove herself in these “shoot matches” (a blurring of the lines between reality and script inside the ring) against mostly sexist men who didn’t think she belonged and thought they would easily be able to bring her down to the mat and pin or submit her. Even her promoter/over-the-hill wrestler fiancé Billy Wolfe (Josh Lucas) essentially once laughed in her face at the diner she was serving in upon expressing her enthusiasm to train under him. 

The air of misogyny over the industry isn’t necessarily surprising given the era, but it is infuriating, nonetheless. A complicated relationship also develops where Billy genuinely respects Mildred’s hardheaded, never-take-failure-as-an-option demeanor, interested in building a new breed of star out of her for both of them to reap rewards. There are also times his resentment over emotionally hurting her feels grounded in some truth, although it doesn’t stop him from being terrible to her. He still is unable to escape his misogynistic and chauvinistic tendencies, breaking her heart early and often, promising a championship (eventually, they do get a woman’s league of sorts running), and more to younger, more naive athletes willing to aleep with him and follow in Mildred’s footsteps.

However, Ash Avildsen and the company are smart enough not to reduce Mildred Burke to a woman tormented by a broken relationship. She is defiant every step of the way and unafraid to enter a legal marriage as a means to ensure he can’t screw her and her son over financially. At one point, she also has a championship belt, which becomes another chess piece in this tumultuous relationship-turned-business arrangement. Yes, Billy could book her to lose that belt, and perhaps other women deserve to hold it, but Mildred knows she must transition into shoot mode if anything unplanned or fishy begins happening in the ring. These two become bitter enemies inside and outside the industry, including depicted scenes of domestic violence that, to some, might feel unnecessary to show explicitly, but within this narrative and context depict the difference between in-ring athleticism and terror, causing Mildred to grapple with what message it sends to the audience and what it does to her character if she escapes Billy and expresses public vulnerability.

There is also a genuine love for professional wrestling beyond Mildred Burke, who paved the way for fellow notable women wrestlers such as Mae Young (Francesca Eastwood), who is unsurprisingly tough as nails and here leaning into her bisexuality. Industry veterans such as Jim Cornette pop up for a brief scene or two, with a cameo from Ash Avildsen himself as Vince McMahon Sr. Walton Goggins also has a small but critical role as tycoon Jack Pfefer, a force of support to Mildred Burke and women’s wrestling itself, while also credited as popularizing various storytelling techniques across wrestling, presenting it more as live theater. Also fascinating is that Mildred Burke contributed to the Gorgeous George gimmick, played here by Adam Demos.

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As such, Queen of the Ring is loaded with authentic smashmouth wrestling (having modern-day wrestlers aboard such as Toni Storm, Trinity Fatu, Britt Baker, and more helps), gradually showcasing Mildred Burke’s escalating superstardom in tandem with a newfound respect and embracement of women’s wrestling. Sometimes, the passage of time can be a bit jarring (at least two times, I was shocked that Mildred’s son had aged dramatically, with everyone surrounding her primarily working the same.) Still, the film also thankfully isn’t getting overly ambitious trying to cover her entire life, which is where numerous biopics crash and burn. There is still a formulaic feel here with expected plotting, but the performances, period specificity, and love for the industry elevate the proceedings.

Queen of the Ring might be a lot of wrestling and movie for those not interested in this industry (running nearly 140 minutes), but it’s also inspiring and has a lot to marvel at.  Above all else, it’s empowering and exciting to see how far women’s wrestling has come while getting a greater understanding of its pioneers.

Flickering Myth Rating – Film: ★ ★ ★ / Movie: ★ ★ ★

Robert Kojder is a member of the Chicago Film Critics Association, Critics Choice Association, and Online Film Critics Society. He is also the Flickering Myth Reviews Editor. Check here for new reviews and follow my BlueSky or Letterboxd 

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‘Black Rabbit, White Rabbit’ Review: Disqualified for the Oscars, Tajikistan Drama Is an Inviting, Meandering Meta-Narrative

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‘Black Rabbit, White Rabbit’ Review: Disqualified for the Oscars, Tajikistan Drama Is an Inviting, Meandering Meta-Narrative

Selected by Tajikistan but ultimately not accepted by the Academy to compete in the Oscar international feature category, “Black Rabbit, White Rabbit” begins ambitiously, with a famous quote from playwright Anton Chekhov about setups and payoffs — about how if a gun is established in a story, it must go off. Moments later, an inviting long take involving a young man selling an antique rifle ends in farcical tragedy, signaling an equally farcical series of events that grow stranger and stranger. The film, by Iranian director Shahram Mokri, folds in on itself in intriguing (albeit protracted) ways, warping its meta-fictional boundaries until they supersede its characters, or any underlying meaning.

Still, it’s a not-altogether-uninteresting exercise in exploring the contours of storytelling, told through numerous thematically interconnected vignettes. The opening Chekhov quote, though it might draw one’s attention to minor details that end up insignificant, ensures a heightened awareness of the movie’s artifice, until the film eventually pulls back and becomes a tale of its own making. But en route to this semi-successful postmodern flourish, its character drama is enticing enough on its own, with hints of magical realism. It begins with the tale of a badly injured upper-class woman, Sara (Hasti Mohammai), discovering that her car accident has left her with the ability to communicate with household objects.

Sara’s bandages need changing, and the stench of her ointment becomes a quick window into her relationships. Her distant husband rejects her; her boisterous stepdaughter is more frank, but ultimately accepting; her gardener and handyman stays as diplomatic as he can. However, the film soon turns the gunfire payoff in its prologue into a broader setup of its own, as a delivery man shows up at Sara’s gate, insisting that she accept delivery for an object “the deceased man” has paid for.

Mokri eventually returns to this story (through a slightly tilt-shifted lens), but not before swerving headfirst into a seemingly unrelated saga of extras on a film set and a superstitious prop master, Babak (Babak Karimi), working on a shot-for-shot remake of an Iranian classic. A mix of rapid-fire Tajik, Persian and Russian dialogue creates dilemma upon dilemma when Babak’s ID goes missing, preventing him from being able to thoroughly check the prop ammunition for an assassination scene.

Danger begins to loom — a recent Alec Baldwin case even warrants a mention on-screen — as the notion of faulty firearms yanks Chekhov’s wisdom front and center once more, transforming it from a writing tip into a phantasmagorical inevitability. In keeping with the previous story, the props even communicate with each other (through subtitles) and begin gossiping about what might come to pass.

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After establishing these narrative parameters through unbroken, fluid shots filmed at a sardonic distance, Mokri soon begins playing mischievous temporal games. He finds worthwhile excuses to revisit scenes from either different angles or with a slightly altered aesthetic approach — with more proximity and intimacy — in order to highlight new elements of his mise-en-scène. What’s “real” and “fictional,” even within the movie’s visual parlance, begins to blur in surreal ways, largely pivoting around Babak simply trying to do his job. However, the more this tale engorges through melodic, snaking takes, the more it circles around a central point, rather than approaching it.

The film’s own expanse becomes philosophically limiting, even though it remains an object of curiosity. When it’s all said and done, the playfulness on display in “Black Rabbit, White Rabbit” is quite remarkable, even if the story’s contorting framework seldom amounts to much, beyond drawing attention to itself. It’s cinema about cinema in a manner that, on one hand, lives on the surface, but on the other hand, invites you to explore its texture in ways few other movies do.

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‘Christmas Karma’ movie review: A Bollywood Carol with little cheer

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‘Christmas Karma’ movie review: A Bollywood Carol with little cheer

Kunal Nayyar in ‘Christmas Karma’
| Photo Credit: True Bit Entertainment/YouTube

Christmas jumpers are all I can remember of this film. As this reimagining of Charles Dickens’ A Christmas Carol dragged on with sickly-sweet sentimentality and song, my eyes constantly tried to work out whether those snowflakes and reindeer were printed on the jerseys or, if knitted, how complicated the patterns would have been.

Christmas Karma (English)

Director: Gurinder Chadha

Starring: Kunal Nayyar, Leo Suter, Charithra Chandran, Pixie Lott, Danny Dyer, Boy George, Hugh Bonneville, Billy Porter, Eva Longoria, Mia Lomer

Storyline: A miserly businessman learns the true meaning of Christmas when visited by ghosts of Christmas past, present and future

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Runtime: 114 minutes

Gurinder Chadha, who gave us the gorgeous Bend it Like Beckham (who wants to make aloo gobi when you can bend the ball like Beckham indeed) has served up an unappetising Bollywood song-and-dance version of Dickens’ famous Christmas story.

A still from the film

A still from the film
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A curmudgeonly Indian businessman, Ishaan Sood (Kunal Nayyar), fires his entire staff on Christmas Eve—except his accountant, Bob (Leo Suter)—after catching them partying at the office. Sood’s nephew, Raj (Shubham Saraf) invites him for a Christmas party which he refuses to attend.

He returns home after yelling at some carol singers for making a noise, the shopkeeper (Nitin Ganatra) at the corner for his business decisions and a cabbie (Danny Dyer) for being too cheerful.

His cook-housekeeper, Mrs. Joshi (Shobu Kapoor) tells him to enjoy his dinner in the dark as he has not paid for heat or electricity. He is visited by the spirit of his dead business partner, Marley (Hugh Bonneville), who is in chains with the spirits of all the people he wronged. Marley’s spirit tells Sood that he will be visited by three spirits who will reveal important life lessons.

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The Ghost of Christmas Past (Eva Longoria), with Day of the Dead makeup and three mariachis providing musical accompaniment, shows Sood his early, happy days in Uganda as a child and the trauma of being expelled from the country by Idi Amin.

Sood comes to Britain where his father dies of heartbreak and decides the only way out is to earn a lot of money. He meets and falls in love with Bea (Charithra Chandran) but loses her when he chooses paisa over pyaar even though he tries to tell her he is being ruthless only to earn enough to keep her in luxury.

The Ghost of Christmas Present (Billy Porter) shows Bob’s twee house full of Christmas cheer, despite the roast chicken past its sell-by date, and his young son, Tim, bravely smiling despite his illness.

The Ghost of Christmas Future (Boy George, Karma is sure a chameleon!) shows Sood dying alone except for Bob and Mrs. Joshi. He sees the error of his ways and throws much money around as he makes everything alright. He even ends up meeting up with his childhood friend in Uganda.

Apart from the mixed messages (money makes everything alright, let us pray for the NHS but go to Switzerland to get well) and schmaltzy songs, Christmas Karma suffers from weak writing and wooden acting.

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Priyanka Chopra’s Hindi rendition of George Michael’s ‘Last Christmas’ runs over the end credits featuring Chadha and the crew, bringing back fond memories of Bina Mistry’s ‘Hot Hot Hot’ from Bend it Like Beckham. Even a sitar version by Anoushka Shankar is to no avail as watching this version of A Christmas Carol ensures bad karma in spades.

Christmas Karma is currently running in theatres

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An orphaned girl hires her hitman next-door neighbor to kill the monster under her bed. This R-rated action/horror movie mashup has lots of violence but surprisingly little gore. However, there are still many gruesome moments, even if they’re just offscreen. And some language and a strange portrayal of Christian worship come up, too.

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