So, is anybody else seriously concerned about a robot uprising making "Real Steel" take a cynical and depressing turn towards the end? Apparently not, because this is the sweet and happy kid-and-his-robot movie. Leave it to the braver, and more severely twisted, directors to disturb us with apocalyptic nightmares. If I seem angry at "Real Steel", it's mostly because of the name. If they'd called it "Rock 'Em, Sock 'Em Robots", I'd be totally on board. Hell, I'd have my tickets bought and payed for now. The fact of the matter is, I'm just not interested. I'd rather spend my time on "Transformers: Dark of the Moon". In fact, I think I'll probably do that.