I'm a big MMA fan. Even trained a little in it myself. So if any sports movie chooses to use it as its driving force over the usual suspects of boxing, football, and basketball then I'll be there every time. This, however, was not a fight of the night contender. I enjoyed the actual fights and the training segments that lead up to the big final showdown with the protagonist's pugnacious rival, even if the plot felt unfinished as we never get to see any real growth in Åkerman's character up to that point. Something that naturally causes the light dramatic element to fall flat. The problem for me was simply everything else. See, Chick Fight is also trying to be a comedy. Unfortunately, every "joke" is a bit of pointless vulgarity, rather than genuinely clever raunch. So the laughter is practically nonexistent. It also doesn't help that the entire cast outside of Alec Baldwin deliver phoned in performances that make it clear they knew exactly how sloppy the script and bad the dialog was before signing on, and are only present for the paycheck. As much as I appreciate seeing my favorite sport receive some representation in a film that isn't a documentary on an athlete's achievements, I'm left with a level of disappointment I haven't experienced with MMA since witnessing Adesanya vs. Romero. Especially since it's easy to see that had more time gone into ensuring there was a satisfying plot rather than a bunch of crappy vagina and gay jokes we could have had a top contender. When these ladies throw down it's actually kind of convincing. Sadly, this is the cinematic equivalent of an initially promising looking young prospect who showed up too overconfident, missed weight, and got knocked out in the first round.