Rather than demanding better public schools and a more equitable distribution of national wealth, Depression Era Americans put their faith in a washed-up boxer with a fake accent. Jim Braddock' fierce determination to be savagely beaten for very little money confirms the suspicions of astute members of the working class that America is a bunch of shit, while the more patriotic fans simply get drunk and yell with morbid bewilderment for reasons they cannot explain.
Braddock' wife pleads with him to swallow his pride and retire because it is clear that he will be killed in the ring any day now Ã¢â‚¬" but what does she know, dumb broad.
Against all odds, Braddock survives the first round of his million-to-one shot at the title by hitting heavyweight champ Max Baer in the head with a stolen hotel telephone. Unfortunately for the common man, the telephone is summarily confiscated and Braddock is dead by round two. His widow turns to prostitution to support her fatherless children, until they die for their country in WWII: all of them POWs in the wrong place (Hiroshima) at the wrong time (August 1945).
Master and Commander: The Far Side of the World
British Sea Captain Jack Aubrey kills Napoleon with a stolen hotel telephone and once-and-for-all removes the scourge of war from the canon of acceptable political maneuvers. He moves to Alaska and starts a snowplowing business. He then loses to the New York Rangers by one goal Ã¢â‚¬"