Movie Review: Here Comes the Boom
The Charlotte Observer
Kid-friendly funnyman Kevin James is at his cuddliest in “Here Comes the Boom.” And he has to be. This amusing but sometimes unsettling comedy marries the teacher-turns-to-mixed martial arts mayhem of “Warrior” to that wholesome family dramedy “Mr. Holland’s Opus.”
It works, after a fashion. But that doesn’t mean you won’t wince.
James plays Scott Voss, a Boston high school biology teacher who is a decade past his “Teacher of the Year” days. He’s a burnout, habitually late for class, not shy about telling even that rare eager student (Filipino singer-actress Charice) that what he’s teaching and what they’re learning “just doesn’t matter.”
But he’s touched by seeing that rare colleague who is still inspired and inspiring. And when put-upon Mr. Streb (Henry Winkler) and his music program are the first things on the chopping block when Principal Betcher (Greg Germann) has to slash the budget, Scott is moved to act. He’ll raise the $48,000 needed to save his friend’s job and his orchestra.
Bake sales won’t be enough, as the fetching school nurse (Salma Hayek) discovers. And part-time work teaching citizenship classes to immigrants won’t raise much cash, either. But that collision with a collection of semi-stereotypes is where Scott meets the gregarious Niko, played with an amateurish verve by martial artist Bas Rutten.
Scott convinces this Dutch (the accent comes and goes) brawler to train him so that he can get into the ring – the octagon – take a beating, and get paid for it.
James is in fighting trim here, the latest in a line of overweight yet graceful funnymen. He’s developed a comfortable screen presence that takes away the impression that he was working too hard for laughs.
And James, Winkler, Hayek and Rutten make an amusing ensemble and click together. The importance of high school music programs is emphasized, the struggles schools face in tight times are played up.
Director Frank (”Zookeeper“) Coraci does a great job with the fights and the slapstick stuff, and keeps his camera pointed at James, wherever possible.
But here’s something the movie botches. There’s too much “Inside Baseball” stuff regarding mixed-martial arts. Faces show up, and the entire audience is supposed to know who these guys are. It’s a growing sport, sure. But it’s still a fringe dweller, and I wouldn’t know Mark DellaGrotte from the third string cornerback of the Buffalo Bills.
And as “Here Comes the Boom” – that’s the song Scott wants to use as his enter-the-arena music – winds towards the ending we all see coming, the violence of all can be a bit much. Mixed-martial arts is a bloody, brutal, brawling sport.
The movie doesn’t flinch from that, and apparently the movie ratings board dozed off during the fights.
But even though “Boom” doesn’t pull its punches, it’s still a lightweight genre picture, a patchwork comedy that makes good use of its biggest patch – Kevin James.