Okay, I'm going to throw salt on this love fest! This movie STINKS! My husband and I saw it last night, and it's one of the biggest pieces of schlock I have ever seen.
Situations: not realistic or slightly believable.
Clothing: looked more like 1961 than 1971. Where were the outrageous afros, long hippy hair, beads, bell bottoms, fringe jackets, etc.? One could make the case that the football players had to dress conservatively on game days, but other times they would have been sportin' their funky 70s gear.
Dialogue: A character uses the phrase "Male bonding" at one point. In 1971! Come on...not bloody likely! This phrase wasn't even thought of then.
I should have known, when I sat down and saw "Disney Pictures" that this was going to be a hot mess.
Instead of having me sing Kuum Ba Ya or We Shall Overcome, I was ready to set some stuff off with the historical inaccuracies, bad acting, constant orchestral music playing in the background and absence of a decent narrative. Not even the presence of fine chocolate men on the screen could save this stinker. YUCK!
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