For everyone who ever wanted to kiss someone. For everyone who has bled. For everyone who has cracked wise, or cracked heads, or cracked eggs -- and for
everyone who would like to have the guts to gulp down five of those eggs, raw, at four in the morning.
For everyone who has ever held a dead-end job.
When the movie opens, Rocky Balboa has two gigs: he fights people, and he hurts people. He loves the job where others hurt him, and he hates ...