(2014, Dir. Thomas Carter)
I'm going to be up-front: I did not like this movie. Maybe it had something to do with being forced to watch it and think about it on a retreat, maybe it had something to do with the fact that I don't like football all that much, but boy oh boy did I ever not enjoy this. It only supports the argument that All Sports Movies are the Same, though it somehow tries to turn the underdog trope on its head by turning it into an...overdog trope? It was poorly executed regardless, and unexciting. It certainly had its moments: the funeral scene at the beginning was touching, and the team's trip to the VA Hospital was a departure from what one might usually see in this genere. But the characters were hard to get attached to. I found myself wishing the story were about Ser'Darius Blain's character, who was far more interesting than the boys who took center stage for most of the movie. Jim Caviezel's performance as the all-important Coach was flat and emotionless for the duration of the movie, and WHAT A DURATION IT WAS. One hour and fifty-five minutes has rarely felt longer. 5/10 streak games.
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