Set in Lowell, Massachusetts, a city known primarily for its involvement in the inception of CVS pharmacies (yup, it all started here) and Moxie (the first soft drink to be mass produced, although it was started by Dr. Augustin Thompson as a patent medicine for nervousness and insomnia – just a quick bit of trivia), David O. Russell’s (“Three Kings,” “Flirting with Disaster”) critically-acclaimed “The Fighter” stars Mark Wahlberg and Christian Bale as Mickey Ward and Dicky Eklund – another hot commodity from Lowell. Born and raised in Massachusetts, alongside their unintentionally overbearing mother, Alice (Melissa Leo), and hard-assed father, George (Jack McGee), Mickey and Dickey have always wanted to be professional boxers, in fact, Eklund once had a promising career, which was ultimately tossed aside by his addiction to crack; a habit that has taken hold of Dickey, both professionally and personally. This leaves Micky a.k.a “Irish” with a hard decision; he must both dismiss his brother as his personal trainer and hire a Vegas fat cat to do the job, thus ignoring the very family values that the Wards hold sacred or continue to support his brother’s descend into addiction – a dark road that leads to imprisonment, painful withdrawal symptoms, and violence – which to date has only earned Micky the reputation as a stepping stone in the industry.

I like French director Alexandre Aja ,the guy clearly loves the horror genre. His "High Tension" was a tribute to 70's horror flick and in many ways his latest films is a tribute of 80's horror film or as Aja himself calls it "Guilty Pleasure" films and in many ways I prefer this film because this is the type of film I just adored watching growing up.