Real Steel has Hugh Jackman’s name above the credits, but it should really be Atom the Robot and Dakota Goyo who should be above the credits, because they’re the ones who really steal, get it, steal, the real steel movie. This is surprisingly fun. The story takes place at some time in the future, where boxing has become passe because people would rather watch machines beat the daylights out of each other so they can go for the kill. Hugh Jackman is kind of a ne’er-do-well, which seems to be the anti-hero these days. He’s an absentee dad, he owes everybody money, and he’s sort of existing on the fringes. In a device known only to Hollywood, the mom of course dies — Disney started this, and it continues to perpetuate — leaving nasty Hugh with a kid that he really doesn’t want, and his ex-sister-in-law, who does want the kid, married to a very rich man. Hmmm, light bulb. Hugh decides to shake James Rebhorn down for $100,000, 50 now to hold the kid for a couple of months, because they’re going to Europe, and then another 50 when he delivers them in New York, and then the plot ensues. The reason to go to this is it’s actually surprisingly touching. The kid really steals the movie; he’s wonderful, and the robot’s wonderful, so for entertainment value, I give this three and a half stars.