I thought this series was about sports… I am a white male who was born to middle class parents in Toronto in the early 1980s. I cannot, for my life, imagine what it is like to grow up sometimes fearing for your life. I’m sure it drastically affects your outlook on life, your behaviour, and so on. Unfortunately, this film, which is more about Tupac’s assassination than it is about Mike Tyson’s return to boxing, is not a film that let’s me understand what that’s like. The director doesn’t know whether he’s making a graphic novel or a film – he even admits as much in the intro segment – and he doesn’t know whether he’s telling the story of Mike Tyson’s return to boxing or Tupac’s internal contradictions between the person he wanted to be and the person he was. I’m sure there’s a powerful film in here somewhere, but this is absolutely not it.