Collider: The fact that Jonathan Jakubowicz made a biopic ostensibly about Panamanian boxer Roberto Durán and yet made the narrator of the film Durán’s American trainer Ray Arcel should tell you everything you need to know about Hands of Stone. Jakubowicz takes a scattershot approach to his subject, dancing all around the ring but never landing a punch. It’s a friendship story that never delves into the friendship; it lazily follows the rise-fall-redemption beats of a standard biopic; and it misses its strongest aspect—telling a Panamanian story—in favor of a predictable, limp narrative. Despite a strong performance from Edgar Ramírez, Hands of Stone would be better off throwing in the towel.
In a world where monsters attack at night, we see yet another world, post-apocalypse, where a handful of people struggle to survive.
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In a movie that largely sidesteps what the war is about, “Civil War” puts us in the point of view of journalists who make it clear there are no heroes in war, just dead bodies.
