You had to go and play a charicature of a character. Why? Why did this movie need to be made?
Rocky (Stallone), now retired from boxing after sitting through a lengthy, pointless flashback from the last movie, decides to live vicariously through a young fighter, the unfortunately named Tommy Gunn (the now retired Tommy Morrison, who went pro after this movie was made) that he found essentially on the street. Rocky neglects his own kid (the unwilling - or unable - to act convincingly Sage Stallone) and spends his time training Tommy. Tommy gets a big head and joins a Don King-inspired promoter (Richard Gant), and then Rocky, fed up that he didn't get any credit for Tommy's success, beats the tar out of him in a street fight, televised live by newscrews.
Where are the cops when they should be figuring out why traffic's at a standstill because of a mob of people and an assault in the street?
Oh yeah, it's Rocky. Silly me. Let the boys fight.
Horribly acted. Morrison's a statue, and Stallone, as I said, isn't acting as Rocky, he's acting as everyone else acting as Rocky. Nevermind that Burgess Meredith's character died TWO movies ago, he's back for this one. So's Paulie (Burt Young), who's just about due to kick the bucket himself.
Adriaaaaaaaaaan (Talia Shire) frets, tells Rocky to not alienate his son, and hugs people.
Rocky beats Tommy up, and everyoe goes home happy.
Except for the audience.A vanity project for a former box office star trying to recapture the glory. Too bad it's crap.