The road has never been easy for women in combat sports. Of all the male-dominated forms of athletics out there, boxing has long been considered among the most exclusionary to women. That didn’t stop Christy Martin, who arrived on the boxing scene in the 1990s, became a pioneer of the sport, and was among the first of her gender to attract major media attention for it — undoubtedly a subject well-deserving of a biopic for her efforts. Yet David Michôd’s Christy , made very much as a performance vehicle for woman-of-the-hour Sydney Sweeney, seems less interested in its protagonist’s role in changing the sport of boxing than it does in her personal relationship and familial struggles that came about because of it. That might be okay, were it not so relentlessly dour — one of those movies

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