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Review of "Headshot" by Rita Bullwinkel - a remarkable first book featuring young boxers

Review of “Headshot” by Rita Bullwinkel – a remarkable first book featuring young boxers


For those of us who consider ourselves enthusiasts, there is no other sport that is as pure and poetic as boxing. The act of consensual combat in its simplest form leaves no room for evasiveness. Unlike other blue-collar sports like football, with its theatricality and trivial disputes, or American football with its constant interruptions for advertisements, boxing is stripped down to its bare essentials: delivering and enduring hits. It is through the finest fighters that we witness the flawless harmony of skill, planning, and brutality. As humans, we are drawn to both violence and storytelling, and each boxer carries a unique narrative with them.

It’s no surprise that boxing has been a subject of some of the greatest sports literature over the years. American author Rita Bullwinkel’s first novel is now a valuable addition to this vast collection.

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Bob’s is not grand or impressive. Only around 24 people are present in an old and run-down warehouse, and even the trophies displayed in a cabinet have lost their shine and are now seen as cracked and inexpensive plastic. The names of the winners are hardly visible.

The events and individuals in this world raise doubts about its appeal. Both the cost of entry and the trainers, all of whom are overweight men, are questionable. According to their own fighters, these coaches are deemed worthless and equated to older siblings who are high on drugs and being paid by their parents to supervise a school dance. Bullwinkel serves as a reminder that while there may be a handful of well-known boxers like Floyd Mayweather and Tyson Fury, there are thousands of unsuccessful boxers who have nothing to show for their efforts except for deformed knuckles. Additionally, only a select few names in boxing come to be remembered throughout history. The fight for women in this sport is a unique one.

Bullwinkel’s writing is as poignant and visceral as the sport demands, her words inhabiting the thoughts and bodies of her characters: “She saw the red fabric of the glove move under her eyes and in between her shoulders. It was like she was flying over a piece of red fabric. Andi was on top of the red ocean.”

The combination of beauty, violence, and mundanity is on full display in every brawl, as shown in the gritty details of messy hair, reapplied makeup, acne, and infections. These contrasts are particularly striking against the grandiose names of the fighters, such as Artemis Victor and Iggy Lang. The unconventional mindset of the fighters is also highlighted, as seen in Rachel Doricko wearing a raccoon hat as both a human and animal disguise, believing that the unknown is most fearful to others – in her case, a teenage girl masquerading as Daniel Boone. On the other hand, her opponent Kate Heffer calmly recites 50 digits of pi that she has memorized in an attempt to bring order to the chaos of violence.

In the arena marked by struggle, girls from diverse backgrounds fight to defend their individual identities against their adversaries. If Headshot is a platform for physical combat, it also serves as a battleground for the development of their authentic selves and the quest for a place of belonging. This battle is often waged internally, or against a society that views young women as constant prey.

Bullwinkel predicts the future careers of these individuals years later – a wedding planner, accountant, and grocery store manager. These glimpses act as wake-up calls that although our past shapes us, it does not define us. These young women are experimenting with fighting for themselves as a way of finding their true identities.

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Under puffy and inflamed eyes, some individuals are aware that this tournament will be their final one. However, for others, the intense thrill of battle is too irresistible to give up. Despite this, for two days, in a cramped and oxygen-deprived environment, during the warmest month of the year, all participants display a quiet heroism.

Source: theguardian.com