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I know close to nothing about MMA, so even after watching “Born a Champion” (2021), I still have no idea whether I was watching a based-on-a-true-story sports flick or a movie that was just pretending to be one. I do know “Born a Champion” is a pretty lame title. I also know MMA fans will probably like this film because there’s enough fighting (eventually) and famous MMA people (I think) in it. Otherwise, it’s a patently mediocre story following a well-worn, Rockyesque formula. Ex-Marine, hard life, fighting for his family, fighting because that’s all he knows, predictably bloody hijinks ensue.

It’s nice to be pleasantly surprised when a movie takes the crime/mob/caper/procedural formula to another level. “The Boondock Saints” (1999) is a big, blood-splattered, hilarious Boston-Irish mess, with a dash of Willem Dafoe weirdness. One example: Irish twins bickering and f-bombing each other in an air duct above a Russian mobster’s lair just before the roof caves in and the twins go all Tarantino on everyone. Another: FBI agent Dafoe puts the homo in homicide while doing a “House” impersonation as he explains a double killing to doofus Boston detectives. Maybe you had to be there. I was. I laughed.