Plot: Bobby Fisher (Tobey Maguire) loves one thing and one thing only: playing chess. And he’s damn good at it. So good, in fact, that he seems to be the only person who might be able to actually beat the Russians, in particular the current world champion Boris Spassky (Liev Schreiber). In times of the Cold War, that victory becomes much more than a simple win in a game. But the pressure that puts on Bobby starts to be too much for his already fractured psyche.
I’m not a huge fan of movies that are yet another take on how closely genius and madness lie together. Usually those films do a great disservice to both. So I probably wouldn’t have seen Pawn Sacrifice if it hadn’t been for Liev Schreiber. Which would have actually been a pity. It didn’t blow me away, but it is a very decent film with great characters.
Abby (Robin Weigert) leads the perfect suburban life with her wife Kate (Julie Fain Lawrence) and their two children. But that perfection is on the surface only and when Abby gets hit in the head with a baseball, it serves as a wake up call. She starts looking into fulfillment outside of her home. At first that only means renovating an apartment to resell it, then to sex work: first as a customer, but then also as a sex worker herself.
Concussion didn’t win me over entirely, but it did have more than enough qualities to leave me leaning decidedly towards the positive side.