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Friday, January 27, 2012

Micky, Dicky, Rocky & Rye
Part of the weekly Triple-feature series–a smoke, a drink, and a movie ;)

The triple feature for this week is a Rocky Patel Vintage 1990, some Wild Turkey Kentucky Rye whiskey, and The Fighter starring Mark Wahlberg, and Christian Bale. You might think it's a coincidence with this movie's title and a cigar maker named Rocky, but I remember seeing a video clip of Rocky Patel explaining how difficult it was to break into the cigar business, and that it's a fight to get the best tobacco leaf. This movie and this cigar were meant to be enjoyed together.

And enjoy the cigar I did. Its mechanics, the construction, draw, and burn appeared to be flawless to my untrained, and unskilled senses. The subtle coffee aroma and flavor I have come to appreciate, and prefer, in a cigar was present in the first two-thirds of the smoke. There weren't any jabs of strong spiciness to distract me, and if I detected any nutty-wood tones, they were there to support the flavor rather than overtake it. After twenty minutes into the cigar I thought this was one of the most pleasing smokes ever. The sweetness of the Wild Turkey complemented the cigar's flavor, and made for a great one-two combination.

The Fighter was a haymaker of nearly every figurative fight in life a person could have. It wasn't a rehash of the Rocky Balboa story transplanted from Philadelphia to Lowell, MA, but there were some similarities--brother Dicky vs. brother-in-law Pauly, and romantic interest moral support. What set it apart was the barrage of personal fights that each of the characters has with their demons, addictions, expectations, self-images, and relatives, just to name a very few. The story does draw you in though, in classic Rocky fashion, and you really want to see Wahlberg's character, Micky Ward, win his fights in and outside the ring. Bale's portrayal of Dicky Eklund as the screw-up brother was as much deserving of best-actor than as best-supporting-actor. See this movie.

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