Genial, entertaining indie movie about Mildred ‘Millie’ Burke, a single mother who became America’s first millionaire sportswoman, is a good yarn
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n the coming months, there will be a lot of noise about it girl Sydney Sweeney’s transformation into boxer Christy Martin for David Michôd’s biopic Christy. A spoiler is proffered by this genial, roundly entertaining indie, which arrives with little fanfare yet goes on to demonstrate all any film requires is a good yarn and the right jobbing performers in place. It’s one of those stories you can’t believe hasn’t been filmed before: that of Mildred “Millie” Burke (played here by Emily Bett Rickards), a single mother and diner waitress who in the postwar era became America’s first millionaire sportswoman under the sobriquet of “the Kansas Cyclone”, first lady of the nascent all-girl wrestling scene.
At a more confident moment, such material might have yielded a major studio vehicle perhaps for Demi Moore or Angelina Jolie. In this economy, a modest stipend has been afforded director Ash Avildsen (son of the late Rocky director John G Avildsen) to fashion something resembling a superior telemovie. Part of the fun is that Mildred and trainer/manager/on-off beau Billy “the Big Bad” Wolfe (Josh Lucas) are having to invent a sport on the hoof, girl-on-girl combat having been proscribed in certain states, with stuffed shirts convinced this just isn’t a woman’s place. The script – by Avildsen and Alston Ramsay, parsing Jeff Leen’s biography – has one pointed, self-sustaining running joke: wherever Mildred fights, the audience is full of contemporaries looking to unleash frustrated energies.
