The last gladiator.

Even the great destroyer of the U.S. cinema is back: Mickey Rourke is brilliant with his role as desolate professional wrestlers. But beware: Darren Aronofskys film is not only a bizarre sport, but also by the violence of the show's content.

 

The mob wants to see blood. And at every damn day, the god for the last gladiator in the Western world can be. It belongs to the tight shiny trousers the combatants, the trashy hair, the edges of the sunbed tan.