Here Comes The Boom Movie Review
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A noticeably slimmer Kevin James plays Scott Voss, a slacker high school science teacher who doesn’t care about much these days. Like many schools nowadays, his is in danger of eliminating the music program, due to budget cuts. Voss is inspired to raise the necessary funds to prevent the program’s closure, and decides a stint in mixed martial arts (MMA) is the answer. With the help of his music director turned corner man Marty (Henry Winkler), ex-MMA fighter Niko (Bas Rutten), and the school nurse (Bella Flores, played by Salma Hayek), Voss risks life and limb to win the big money.[/toggle_simple]
Here Comes The Boom is one of those rare and elusive Happy Madison films, that doesn’t actually suck.
I am not a fan of Kevin James’ work, nor am I of Happy Madison, since maybe Joe Dirt (that’s 2001 for those keeping track). The usual James fat-boy shtick is here, but damn has he lost a few pounds.
Boom is not the usual garbage Happy Madison is shamelessly satisfied with churning out these days (Jack & Jill, anyone?). It’s that situation I’ve come to expect from the studio, so when I end up leaving a screening of Here Come The Boom a newfound Kevin James fan, you know it’s something special. Boom sheds the low-brow shit jokes and instead, opts for some good ‘ol clean slapstick and self-deprecating humor. But at the heart of Boom is an inspiring story of the lengths a man will take for something he believes in. In this case, the “forgettable” fine arts program. It’s a tad corny and the premise, unconvincing, but it all kind of works together.
As a fan of the Ultimate Fighting Championships, you’re often (miss)treated to the inevitable Kevin James ring-side interview. He’s a disciple of the sport, the guy hardly misses a major card. It’s this fandom I suspect results in a Joe Rogan, Krzysztof Soszynski, Jason “Mayhem” Miller and a few other MMA cameo’s, oh, and the first officially licensed UFC endorsement.
Here Comes The Boom is a satisfactory selection for a family weekend excursion. The usual Happy Madison fare is ditched for a friendly, PG romp. It comes recommended by this ex-Kevin James hater.