. . . is a fun movie. It's really over the top with multiple knock down drag out fistfights between the main characters. These fistfights are state of the art staged Hollywood fistfights and look pretty real except for the high probability (like in all Hollywood fistfights) that, if they were real, one or more of the participants would have been killed outright or permanently disabled in the first few seconds. The "protagonists" each spend two years in a coma as a result of one or the other of these fights, so it is a little more realistic than stock Hollywood. The sound effects are completely over the top, though. Look up sometime an episode of Mythbusters in which they show you how the sounds of fists falling on faces are done in Hollywood. It involves slabs of meat (like a side of pork) being hit with specially shaped wooden hazing paddles, flexible flyswatter-like paddles hitting various hard wooden surfaces as well as cushions and hickory switches being swished through the air for that kung-fu swoosh as each punch is throw. The sound of each punch consists of at least four different recorded sounds layered together in varying proportions and offset different amounts in time---spectacular, but not true to life even for a minute.
Catfight is about more than fistfights, though, honest. The story is funny and exaggerated to the point of being almost cartoonish, but is really very dark and paints human nature in an ugly light---my kind of film. We may have come a long way, baby, but we still have a ways to go. It's still hard at first to watch two women beating the living shit out of each other like men do in nearly every mainstream American movie that comes out of Hollywood anymore. We need to lobby for women's right to be portrayed as mindless animalistic savages more often. Get your feminist ya-yas out!