F.I.S.T. is a perfectly fine, totally hamfisted, occasionally boring, sometimes charming, overly long faux-biopic. There is a really strong 90-minute movie in here focusing on the late 1930s, pro-union scuffles in Cleveland, but when it attempts to flush out the story of "definitely not Jimmy Hoffa" and gray hair dye substitutes deaging CGI, the film gets bogged down. In the beginning, Sly Stallone, in his first post-Rocky role, is as charming as he's ever been on screen. Coupled with Bill Conti's terrific score and some great supporting performances, it's a masterfully painted if not paint-by-numbers work of art.
Review of F.I.S.T.
