This felt cozy to watch like many other 90s movies somehow. Good story, sports, and that's it.
I'm happy to watch a basketball movie without the "last minute point plot" for once.
Kumite, kumite, kumite, kumite!
I don't care what anyone says or whatever film van Damme will make, this will forever be my van Damme holy grail. The soundtrack, the facial expressions, the fights, the simplistic story, the horrendous acting by the kid playing young Frank, all the splits, Jackson, young Forest Whitaker, the chase scene, the sad song montage, the "Fight to Survive" song and I could go on.
Bloodsport will never fail to entertain me. Damn I miss my Bloodsport shirt.
