At Home with the Furys review: There’s a breakout star in boxing’s first family

Get our free weekly email for all the latest cinematic news from our film critic Clarisse Loughrey Get our The Life Cinematic email for free Get our The Life Cinematic email for free SIGN UP I would like to be emailed about offers, events and updates from The Independent. Read our privacy policy It’s a sunny afternoon and heavyweight champion boxer Tyson Fury is doing chores, while his impeccably groomed wife Paris barbecues dinner for their six kids. But Netflix’s focus is on the banal; between Selling Sunset-style shots of Morecambe, the boxer picks up dog poo, works out with dad John – who looks like someone typed “make tyson fury older” in an AI generator – and unwraps socks on his birthday. He has a private jet but flies Easyjet, and Paris teaches reluctant daughter Venezuela how to cook “diet chicken”.. Bubbling below every scene are Fury’s mental health struggles. Tyson Fury and children At Home With The Furys The Fury kids shine in to-camera confessionals, with eldest son Prince brutally stating that fans wanting pictures with Tyson are “wasting my dad’s time” and Adonis, three, declaring: “I love my daddy, he has a bald head.” In the drama stakes, though, they’ve got nothing on the older Osbourne and Kardashian-Jenner kids, whose first-world problems delivered ratings wins.