With the Oscars only a week away and the 2018 Winter Olympics on right now, it seemed like the appropriate time to finally watch _I, Tonya_, the movie for which lead Margot Robbie has received her first "Best Actress" Academy Award nomination. 2017 has had a lot of biopics, and a good number of those garnered awards buzz/consideration, and for all of them, I had (to varying degrees) the same complaint: They're to much about the "what" and not enough about the "who". _I, Tonya_ bucks that trend completely, and gives us a movie in which I felt I truly got to know these characters. Now how accurate those "characters" are to their real life counterparts is another discussion for another time, but contained within the movie itself, I was very satisfied with the insight I got in _American Ice Skater Story_. _Final rating:★★★ - I liked it. Would personally recommend you give it a go._

_I, Tonya_ is a fun and interesting biopic. Margot Robbie is fantastic in almost every role she does, and that is no different here. I absolutely loved her as Tonya, although there were a few times her Harley Quinn voice snuck in there but it worked. Julianne Nicholson was great as Tonya's mom, she had this cold a gruel demeanor that was very sharp and funny. Sebastian Stan is excellent, the raw anger and emotion he demonstrated was captivating. For a supposed comedy biopic I did not laugh all that much, but that is 100% okay with me as the tone was light enough to have an amazing time with this film. Music choice was excellent throughout. **Score:** _90%_ **Verdict:** _Excellent_

**I, Tonya is an intriguing biopic told in a fresh, unique way that most any cinephile can appreciate.** Director, Craig Gillespie, took a wild, unbelievable true story and told it with a brilliant frenetic, crazed energy that emphasized I, Tonya’s insane tale all the more. The documentary-style interviews further delved into the deranged psyche of its characters trusting the story to unreliable narrators forcing the audience to question every moment. I loved the hypothetical or dream sequences that exaggerated the public’s account of the life and drama of Tonya Harding. I honestly didn’t think I would enjoy this movie, but Margot Robbie’s outstanding frenzied Oscar-worthy performance and unique storytelling proved me wrong.

Though top billing must go to an athletic and convincing Margot Robbie and to Sebastian Stan, I thought Allison Janney was superb in this drama about the rise and very public downfall of Tonya Harding. She's the mother (LaVona) who drives, quite ruthlessly, her young daughter to excellence on this ice rink - whether she wants to skate or not. Rink-side with a cigarette never far from her mouth, she swears, threatens, coaxes and cajoles to turn this girl into a young woman (Robbie) who has the potential to get onto the US team for the Winter Olympics. Along the way, Tonya falls for the local nice-but-dim Jeff (Stan) and marries into something initially quite lovingly benign before it starts to become a turbulent and occasionally violent reflection of her own, unsentimental, upbringing. Of course the sport's establishment don't take too kindly to this rough and ready exponent of their art and much prefer her rival Nancy Kerrigan. It's the famous nobbling incident that debilitates her and puts the blame fairly on Harding that sees her career put, quite literally, onto the skids. It's told in an engaging documentary style with the three principal characters each taking a thread of their own to illustrate/contest/validate their own role in this increasingly messy scenario. That works really quite effectively and occasionally comedically as it shows us the flaws and upsides of all three people. As the story evolves it does tempt you to revaluate your assessments of each of them from time to time, too. There's not a great deal of ice action, it's much more of a melodrama that turns a little dark, almost screwball, as the denouement emerges in a fashion that fiction couldn't make up. There's no hanging about for this two hours and it successfully lifts the lid on a sport that is outwardly genteel and demure but underneath - well it's dog-eat-dog.