Poor Mickey Rourke. He used to be a sleek sex symbol. Now he looks like a poorly assembled, partially melted Mickey Rourke action figure. Hes all bumps and bruises and weird knobby bits that dont belong on a human body. But he has the perfect face and physique for this film, in which he plays washed-up professional wrestler Randy The Ram Robinson. He pushes himself through small-time wrestling events and a job at a supermarket deli counter; the depiction of his life feels horrifyingly real, thanks to the use of low-res videotape. Its as though youre watching the home movies of a guy who just overdosed on steroids and optimism. Also excellent is Marisa Tomei as an aging stripper. But the heart of the story is the relationships between the wrestlers, their tender camaraderie and backstage affection. Effectively moving, and it explores a realm of male-male relationships that is rarely well-presented in cinema.