Having been a massive fan of the WWE back in my earlier days, though not so much when this film is set, Fighting With My Family offered an interesting glimpse into the rise of one of the companies most noteworthy, but also short-lived success stories. It creates a fantastic dynamic between the central family and their band of amateur wrestlers, and Nick Frost and Lena Headey both look and act fantastically, embodying a set of parents who have suffered many misfortunes and now pour their lives into their passion, thinking little about the possible consequences. The films greatest strengths are its acting, witty script and feel-good sensibilities. Unfortunately, its hampered by a wealth of stereotypical rags to riches cliches: Arguments with family members, a tough, belittling trainer, people saying 'never give up on your dream', self-doubt leading to conflict, a revelation that brings their mission back into focus. I don't know how much of it is true to life, but it seems that Paige may have endured more cliches than she did wrestling bumps on her way to stardom. But the film doesn't get dragged down too much, and is cheeky enough to take a few earnest digs at WWE itself and how its treatment of female talent hasn't always been as respectful as it should have been. Fighting with My Family breaks no new ground, but it's one Hell of an enjoyable ride nonetheless.