Plot:A former youth boxing champion seeks to work his way up from rock bottom several years later by retraining and earning some quick cash in an unlicensed bout.
Review:Hmph. I had kind of forgotten I'd actually watched this film. To say it didn't leave much of an impression is an understatement. But, hey, at least I had the cinema to myself.
'Jawbone' is an overly familiar boxing tale but this time it has been given the London drama treatment (meaning it is much murkier, has a lower budget, and Ray Winstone is in there somewhere). What this amounts to is a film that is 1/3 training montage, 1/3 close ups of a guy's face grunting, and 1/3 a drama I just couldn't care about.
It's of little surprise the film failed to assert itself and grab my attention. It is, after all, directed by a relatively inexperienced director in the form of Thomas Napper who has predominantly worked as a second unit director on such underwhelming (to put it nicely) fare such as 'Pan', 'Into the Woods', and 'Anna Karenina'. Meanwhile, the whole film is written by its star performer who, looking through IMDb, doesn't seem to have another script to his name. I wonder why.
What this all amounts to is some flat drama, focused on characters I had no interested in (though I had no issue with the actors), as seen through the lense of a very irritating camera that had an addiction to overlong, needless closeups (I suppose if it didn't have that, then it wouldn't come close to the 90 minute mark). And it all goes down the overly familiar route that only served to encourage my lack of engagement. Though I will admit I didn't mind the boxing at the end. At least that could keep me occupied.