Didn't you just love the scene where the boy beats up his bully?

Wow, nice use of sarcasm.

Violence isn't always the answer, but it is the answer sometimes. Like when someone is being violent to you. Bullies only go after people they think aren't threats. Sometimes a palm to the nose IS the answer.

bootblack, it's just a FREAKIN movie!!! Opinions are JUST opinions.

Like it or do NOT watch it.

Going to an adult like a parent means the mom will complain to the school. The school will n Akers a note of the complaint and not do a damn thing, except maybe expelling both students for some zero tolerance bull sh!t. Its why school shootings happen because no one does anything to prevent bullying. In this case the kid stood up to the bully and it worked out.

Thats usually how it goes you show a bully no fear and they learn a little respect. I have stood up to bullies before and maybe not right away but eventually they grow up a little and your suddenly sitting at the same table at lunch talking about what cartoons you like to watch.

Apparently you've never dealt with any actual bullies. Reality doesn't fit your ideology. Reality is that violent bullies respond to force only. Growing up I had to deal with a few of them. For years I went about it your way... telling parents, teachers, etc. Nothing changed. They would simply be more picky about the times they would bully me. Not until I got fed up with the aggression against me and knocked the kid out did suddenly things change. No longer was the kid willing to pick on me. In fact, he gave a wide berth wherever I went. He was the first, but he wasn't the last. I learned to deal with them early and they never bothered me again.

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Yea I love that part too....I loved the whole movie as a matter of fact.

My thoughts exactly!

When I was that age, I had a similar situation. Boys fight. Bullies do more often as a projection of their own hurt and insecurities. At the time, I was beat up by another kid. My mother asked my father to teach me how to defend myself. To paraphrase the old man who was raised in NYC's LES, he told me that the best defense was ofense. He also added that there was no such thing as a clean fight. You fight as a last resort, you fight to protect yourself, you don't pick fights, and if you have to fight, then make sure the other guy does not stand up. Oh, and you don't fight girls. My mother disagreed with most of the advice as she wanted me to fight fair... and took me to karate lessons. Well. The instructor essentially told me the same thing my father did. He also added that we should never boast or demonstrate what we learned. We had to be responsible for our actions. Fighting was a last resort. And at the end, you should be the last one standing.

Just like the movie, the bully came back. Once you are tagged as easy prey, you are never left alone with the taunting and abuse. I tried to avoid him. But he would not let go and started swinging at me. I got angry, my martial instincts took over, and in two seconds the other guy was down cold with a broken nose. Unlike the movies, karate fights are quick and short. One of the nuns at school saw what happened and both of us got called for fighting in uniform. No one ever picked a fight with me again. That other kid and I became friends after that, still to this day forty years later. That incident taught me that fighting well takes discipline. It also taught me that, that discipline was ingrained to my muscle memory and reflexes. As such, I had the responsibility to contain that power and not to be reckless with it as it could hurt others. A good fight should be quick and not degenarate to a brawl. And yes, use everything to your advantage.

Years later my daughter when she was twelve, asked me to teach her how to defend herself. I passed the old man's wisdom and put her on judo. Now, she is a very girly girl, if you ask. BTW, my father in law taught her the odds in craps and poker, which improved her math scores - just like the movie! But judo taught her discipline and how to leverage bigger oponents. Years later she was attacked by a man in broad daylight here in NYC for no apparent reason. Just a stranger in the street with mental problems according to the police report. The police found the man down for the count after she instinctively took the force of his weight to swing him hard over to the pavement. Reflexively, she then used the sidewalk as her weapon to incapacitate her attacker. All of this without delivering a single blow herself. All the blood? Just what happens when someone's head bounces off the sidewalk a couple of times. At the appropriate time, anger is good. It gives you that adrenaline edge needed to get the job done. This time, the last man standing was a woman.