This is a film about a young boxing champ who, for reasons one discovers as the film progresses, did not make the 'big-time'. In compensation, he has taken under his wing a group of young boys to teach them his art, and philosophy of life. He coaches them, runs them, and is in their corner for their bouts. He comforts them as they take their first punches, which really do hurt. Like all of Bruce Weber's work, there is an underlying hint of eroticism which may spice the film nicely for those inclined to perceive it. Andy Minsker, the boxer, is roughly handsome (Mr. Weber admires Chet Baker), with a broken nose and a sleek young body which he loves to show off. Andy has an infectious laugh, discusses girls with his young charges, teasingthem and encouraging them. His work is something of an antidote for the lack of support in his own youth. His father was also a boxer who didn't make it. Andy looked to him for guidance and support which wasn't there. They have a reconciliation of sorts on screen, and one can see Andy wants that. With its beautiful, battered protagonist and his stable of would-be stallions, this film is sweet, likeable, touching, and erotic. A minor gem, and Bruce Weber at his best.