What a waste of my time!!!

Load of rubbish!!

Ok... Let's be honest. It cannot be the best movie but is quite enjoyable. The movie has the potential to develop a great plot for future movies

The movie really just wants to entertain people.

My opinion-.This film traces the life of the legendary German boxer Max Schmeling, a German boxer born on 28 September 1905 in Klein Luckow (Mecklenburg- Western Pomerania) and died on 2 February 2005 in Wenzendorf (Lower Saxony). He was world heavyweight champion between 1930 and 1932 and will be making himself the first European heavyweight champion of the world. On June 12, 1930, after beating the American Jack Sharkey. Schmeling lost his title to points against Sharkey two years later, in 1932, but later beat the all-time African American champion Joe Louis on June 6, 1936, knocked down on the fourth and then KO in the 12th round . During the rematch organized on 22 June 1938, Louis wins by technical knockout in the 1st round. Max Schmeling later said: "After this defeat, I no longer existed for Hitler, my name had disappeared from the newspapers. Schmeling had then become the shame of Nazi Germany, and Hitler felt humiliated by this defeat in the face of a black man, repudiating him and sending him to battle on the front where he would do everything possible to survive. The production of the film by Uwe Boll is perfect and the film is even better thanks to the exceptional interpretation of Henry Maske. I loved this movie and I think it's really a movie to see or review.

I enjoyed this movie because it related the struggles of a man who was first a good sport and a gentleman. He was a boxer but not a violent person. While that might sound like a contradiction, in his case he was a gentleman who had no hostility toward anyone unless they were in the boxing ring. Out of the ring he truly cared for people. He may actually have been a bit naive where it came to understanding the Nazi mindset. It almost cost him his life. He managed to be himself through the whole Nazi reign of terror and eventually became an asset to his homeland which was in great need of healing after the war.The proof that he cared for others is in the fact he rescued a father and sons during the kristallnacht event. And after his death he left his entire estate to charity. It was a sizable sum as he was a notable business man with Coca-Cola in Germany. His mansion is now the embassy for the Libyan ambassador.The acting was not on Oscar level, but that didn't ruin the movie for me. I rented the DVD for the story and it did a good job of delivering that. As someone with ancestry from Germany I take heart in the fact there were many Germans who did not support the Nazis. They are given very little notice which is to me, most unfair. My ancestors came to America in 1732, the sons married all German descent wives until my father married my Irish mother in 1945. So I have a great deal of German background.I will confess it was the title that caught my eye at the rental place. I wanted to learn what this movie had to say about a man who became a hero to his homeland.There was so much turmoil during Max's life. It pleases me to learn he became successful after the war. He was a thoughtful and generous man known to help others. He stayed friendly toward Joe Louis and even arranged meetings and later helped Joe get a respectful burial.Max's clean life style and generosity toward others paid well. He lived to be a ripe old 99.I rated this movie a 7 not due to the acting, it wasn't as bad as some suggest, but rather because it did a good job of telling the story of a man who remained true to self and did not bend to those who he knew were wrong.

Crete, 1944, and Fallschirmjäger Max Schmeling, thought to have fallen in battle, is miraculously found alive. Told in flashback, it is the story of the rise and fall from grace of Germany's once world champion boxer.While he was winning, he was a Nazi poster-boy (though his own political sentiments were far more prosaic and membership of the Party was never a consideration.) But having a Jewish manager very quickly became a liability, and when he eventually lost a rematch to the black American Joe Louis in 1938, the end was nigh.This movie offers a very sympathetic portrait of a man of obvious principal, but it is poorly made and poorly cast: Henry Maske (as Max) has all the acting prowess of, well, a boxer. The fight scenes were merely probing and feinting and ducking and weaving - watch "Napola" for a model of how it should be done. And after all, this is the story of a boxer, so they could have done much more to get this right. Furthermore, the uniforms (especially those of high-ranking political figures such as Göring, played by a Fred Nile look-alike) were abysmal fantasies. These things jar in a movie of supposed quality, and detract significantly from whatever value the narrative may have.(And the jacket sleeve of my copy, with not so much as a boxing glove or spittoon in sight, but rather explosions, tanks, aircraft and what appears to be a crumbling Reichstag, alludes to something other than the actual content of the movie itself.)Could have been, should have been, much, much better.

If only someone could have stopped him earlier.Max Schmeling was a hero and an icon in every sense of the word. He straddled the ethical and moral line as best any German citizen could have during a time of almost unimaginable social and political chaos. In the midst of a dark cloud surrounding Nazi Germany, Schmeling was the last, best hope for a moderate, admiring view of the eastern European nation.Given his status and continuing popularity among Germans and boxing fans worldwide, one has to wonder how it came to pass that "director" (and this term is used quite loosely) Uwe Bolle (as executive producer) managed to foist his latest fiasco on audiences in the guise of a movie about the life and times of one of the world's premiere athletes. "Mak Schmeling, Fist of the Reich" can best be described as "Max Schmeling: F_sting the Reich." Not since Uncle Adolph himself has one man done so much to offend so many.Low on plot points, completely lacking in style and pace and heavy on pretentiousness, "Max Schmeling" is the logical follow-up to Bolle's "Blubberella" as an homage to out-takes strung together in the guise of a movie. "Star" Henry Maske's debut as the iconic heavyweight champion should mark the fastest decent into disaster since the Hindenberg. He is wooden and talentless in the lead role of Schmelling, and speaks most eloquently when saying absolutely nothing. There is little positive to say about this movie; I won't bore you with the less than stellar specifics.