Film

Hard Times

Name: Hard Times
Genre: Drama
Released: 1975
Cast: Charles Bronson, James Coburn, Jill Ireland, Strother Martin, Margaret Blye

Drama

A Depression-era bare-knuckle boxing film where a taciturn drifter partners with a fast-talking hustler in New Orleans. Charles Bronson embodies lean efficiency—all muscle and silences—while James Coburn chatters away fortunes. It's a character study dressed as sports drama, built on male partnership and the grinding economics of survival. Austere, unglamorous, utterly convincing.

TMDb rating

3.4

Should you watch it?

Watch it if you like lean, unshowy films where the violence is brief, ugly and mostly wordless, and where the pleasure lies in two men sizing each other up amid the grimy texture of a hard era.

Skip it if you need the story to move briskly, since its middle stretches can feel loose and its dialogue is sparse, so momentum arrives in fits.

What it asks of you: It runs a lean ninety-three minutes and asks you to read faces and gaps rather than follow exposition; the mood stays low and unhurried.

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