"Price of Glory" is boxing dreck in which father and son butt heads and makes ripples in the family. (For more this year, stay tuned to "Knockout" and "Girlfight." I'd mention "Play it to the Bone," but that one doesn't have a "family struggle.")Unfortunately, the Latino community does not have much cinematic success, and junk like "Price of Glory" shows why that is, even though they don't deserve such travail. This is boring, uncompelling, overused material. The clichés are broadened by the superficial treatment of the story. There's no clear direction, and the writing amounts to canned-inspiration.
The acting is amateur --even Jimmy Smits goes on without one single shred of believability or validity. No talent, no sincerity. The acting and dialogue are phony and cardboard. The ugly, drabby cinematography is worse than being plain and is constantly intrusive, tripping it up. The whole thing trips itself up. And it all comes crashing down. Hard.Final Verdict: F.