The odd woman in the odd profession will often find her
fulfillment and manner of greatness. One should want to cheer for a woman
that has succeeded in the truly gritty, rough and dangerous world of boxing.
Against The Ropes does not allow that sense of admiration for its
inspiration, Jackie Kallen. In fact, it struck a counterproductive and
accurate cord, when the script unwittingly has a sportscaster characterize
Jackie Kallen’s success as that of a woman who has learned the self-serving,
predatorial and devious methods of boxing promoters so well, she has become
one of the boys—regardless of whether that is admirable. OK? Maybe not.
To achieve arc for this
completely made-up character, (played by Meg Ryan,) this Jackie Kallen is a
Boxing Promoter’s Executive Assistant suffering delusions of grandeur. She
is not hitting the glass ceiling, but the viewer is asked to believe she is
correct to take her girlfriend’s advice: find an elevator and start pushing
buttons, as all that is left for her on her high-heeled path is up. If
Against The Ropes had hit its mark, the overview would have been that one
woman, in the right circumstances and with the right athletes, could punch
her way onto the list of top ranked boxing managers, if she had the right
stuff and the gumption to stay with the thought. Instead, this script was
cobbled together with notions of what would sell, instead of what would be
art. Given the total disinclination of the producers to allow anything of
Jackie Kallen to shine through onto the screen in Against The Ropes, this
movie didn’t get much attention to craft after the initial pitch and
treatment. The entire cast is OK, and the dialogue is OK and the message is
OK. OK is not what most movie-goers are waiting to feel at the movies. OK is
not sufficient. Is that ever what a move strives to give to its viewers?
Movie makers strives to achieve fairly high levels of satisfaction, if not
actually capturing memorable moments, characters and quotes.

As this flick is another
movie ‘based on’ the life of someone special—this time a woman sparring for
position and clout in the hyper-masculine environment of boxing—one would
think an inside peek at this admittedly viscious profession would make any
woman’s apparent success admirable. Jackie Kallan does exist, and her career
is not over, as she cameos as a reporter in this film very loosely based on
her struggles as a manager of athletes, found, nurtured and helped to become
boxing champions. Real life Jackie Kallen is a grandmother now, after
raising her two sons with her husband of thirty years, which she divorced.
Her early career in Detroit saw stints as a journalist and TV and radio
personality. In the mid-seventies, she jumped from sports writer to public
relations for Thomas Hearns. She girded her loins when she decided to try
her hand at managing, and was successful in bringing several fighters to
reasonable levels of boxing mastery. Kallen found a woman boxer and she did
a turn as commissioner for the International Female Boxers Association. Her
awards and honors during this time won her the ‘queen’ of boxing moniker.
All of these facts would have made for great pieces of a good movie. None of
it is used, really, other than that she was a woman in the ruthless world of
boxing.

Kallen is also a
motivational speaker, appearing around the country. Her web site proclaims
success is not acquired with magic words or shortcuts. The list of her 10
‘rounds’ to success have an interesting final three thoughts. Smile a lot;
this is one of your best tools. Use good grammar and big words; it
intimidates people (in a positive way!) and Package yourself well; always
look as good as possible. There you are--OK advice, if one wishes to develop
a self-serving image. OK approach to life, when one is looking for OK
results. Actually, this theme permeates Against The Ropes, leaving an
aftertaste the next day seemingly devoid of the usual meanderings of the
memory in which random scenes or snippets of the ‘moral of the story’
further entertain. Oh yeah, Omar Epps is in this cast, as is the venerable
Charles S. Dutton. They are not bad in their portrayals, given the script.
The script makes it clear that they are not essential to Kallen’s success.
The viewer is then forgiven any forgetfulness of surrounding these
characters. That indifference to these fine actors or the composites they
represent of real people in Kallen’s life upon reflection, is not OK.
The resulting movie, a collaboration
of Paramount Pictures, Cort/Madden Productions and Moviemakers
Productions—is not really anything more than an OK film—and certainly not an
OK depiction of Kallen’s life and times. OK? OK.