I saw "Creed" today. It wasn't the movie I was going to see. I wanted to see "Victor Frankenstein." Unfortunately, the projector had malfunctioned, and the movie was not being shown. The young woman at the booth apologized, gave me a free ticket for "Victor Frankenstein", told me that I could go into the theater to see any movie I wished free of charge, and instructed me to tell the ticket collector not to tear the "Frankenstein" ticket. What that meant was that I could use the ticket when "Victor Frankenstein" became available again. What luck. Oh, and when I took a look at the ticket I noticed that it said "1 Senior" (I can see my friend, Julius, laughing. Not funny, Julius). The down-side to the entire episode was that I got mistaken for a senior citizen by the ticket seller.
After some deliberation, I decided to see "Creed". None of the other available shows struck my fancy. I had seen the previous Rocky Balboa films and thought they were okay. I am not a die-hard fan. I had not read or heard anything about the film, so I went into the viewing experience with average expectation. Ho-hum...I thought to myself that it was just another film about an old white guy helping a young black guy. You know...like the "Finding Forrester" type. Well, I am happy to say that the film exceeded my expectation, and pleasantly so. Sylvester Stallone did a wonderful job in his role as an elderly Rocky Balboa mentoring a young up-and-coming boxer. Mr. Stallone certainly showed his versatility as an actor in this performance. The film stirred my emotions at various points and also had my eyes brimming with tears. And I was not the only one so affected; I couldn't help noticing the person sitting next to me using a tissue to wipe away tears.