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Wiseman captures these staccato polyrhythms both visually and sonically. There's not a lot of hitting here; he clearly delights in the sport's balletic beauty.
Graceful and quietly inspiring.
Even with no traditional narrative, there are wonderful discoveries to be made in Wiseman's film, which is a nice complement to the experienced director's ballet-themed last feature, "La Danse: The Paris Opera Ballet."
I find Wiseman's anti-narrative vow of chastity off-putting; I like a story with my pictures.
Don't go to Boxing Gym expecting pugilistic melodrama about long-shot underdogs. There's not an ounce of fat or cliché in Frederick Wiseman's new documentary.
For legendary documentarian Frederick Wiseman to follow La Danse: The Paris Opera Ballet with a film set in a down-market Texas boxing gym seems unlikely -- until you see Boxing Gym, and how it and its subjects dance.
In a year filled with angry, sociopolitical documentaries, it's my favorite.
Proves once and for all that documentary heavyweight Frederick Wiseman's mesmerizing fly-on-the-wall filmmaking style -- in addition to being endlessly compelling -- is also infinitely adaptable.
Of a piece with Wiseman's filmmaking philosophy, and fits snugly into the whole of his work, even if...it's a relatively minor example of it, at least in terms of length.
The soundscape, too, is endlessly fascinating, a layer cake of squeaks, grunts, gasps, and rattling chains that, combined, catches a rhythm that sounds an awful lot like song.
The film, which as usual eschews voice-overs and soundtrack music, is a chorus of labored breathing, an unblinking, at times beautiful recording of real-life,
Wiseman records the rituals of repetition (speed bag and footwork) in poetic long shots that often have two pugilists side by side, each unaware of the other. The cadence is both primal and hypnotic.
Reflective and trancelike. Brilliant.
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