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 Anyone who came of age during Orlando Bloom’s heyday — when the British actor became a drop-dead gorgeous sex symbol in the early 2000s as the long-haired Legolas in “Lord of the Rings” or the audacious Will Turner in “Pirates of the Caribbean” — will probably be a little shaken by the actor’s 180-degree turn in “The Cut.” A sports drama with traces of body horror running through its veins, director Sean Ellis’s film disfigures Bloom’s pristine face with some prosthetics (done to perfection by makeup designer Mark Coulier) to play a nameless retired Irish boxer desperate for a second chance at stardom. Privately schooled and Katy Perry’s longtime sidekick, Bloom isn’t exactly a natural choice for such an underdog, but the broken nose and droopy eyelids he dons successfully dispel most of his inherent movie-star glamour. And yet, watching the film, there’s something missing from his performance — an inner intensity, a hunger — that convinces as much as all the makeup and deepens th...