Genre fans will enjoy – especially its final act’s remarkably visceral fights, filmed relentlessly up-close and packed with horrifying squelches and screams.

It’s an old formula but a durable one and the fights are shot with a nervy alertness to the traumatic potential in every kick, punch and choke hold.

Beast is tight. Moving. Working class us. It zings along; grabbing you by the balls (if I may be so bold) and not letting you go until its last propulsive moments.

Director Tyler Atkins deftly captures the highs and lows of the sport, while the family drama at heart keeps the film grounded. Impressive.