Well, put the sexual innuendo and the small amount of language aside and you have a great movie. This film reminds me of when it was fun to watch the quick quips and come-backs of the likes of Cary Grant and Rosalind Russell (His Girl Friday). The screen is lit up by the exchanges of Renée Zellweger as the fiery and platinum-blonde reporter-turned-hero-wrecker, and George Clooney as the aging pro-footballer-turned-promoter. Their chemistry is truely electric and this film would have been a waste of celluloid if any other couple had been cast.
The other bit of greatness this film brings, is the realization of no matter how much times and circumstances change, there are still those few unalterable truths that can make you laugh, cry and ponder the similarities you see in your own little universe. The changes to the game, during that time of the mid to late 1920’s, were immense. The adoption of rules (not necessarily good for the sport) and the addition of a Commissioner were just the beginning of what American pro football is today.
PG-13(for brief strong language) – 1hr. 54min.
This screwball/romantic comedy is frequently interrupted with fun football scenes reminiscent of old movie reels and the extraordinary cinematography (a credit to Clooney’s eye) is littered with both original and excellent recreations of period print media. The attention to detail is so perfect, that you are never taken out of the time warp by some ridiculous insertion of lingo or behavior that was not expected for the period. I enjoyed this flick immensely and I would recommend it to my mother – that’s how good it is!
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