Even the title isn't very well thought out....

Rating: 1/10 (5 February 2006)

Okay, how about that one Sunday in April of '03? This is an "Emperor's New Clothes," type of movie. It has enough hard hitting sequences and tough gritty dialog that sometimes it's hard for people to look past the supposed "coolness," and say---"ummm it's just not a very good film." All style (and pretty phony style at that) and no substance. I like the scene where Pacino almost buys the zillion dollar hooker, though. Let's face it. There has simply NEVER been a realistic or good film about football. The best story ever was North Dallas Forty (terrible football sequences) and the most realistic looking football movie--practices and game situations was probably Rudy (annoying little guy who you almost had to root against). But this one is like an episode of Dallas on steroids. Oliver Stone is really in over his head sometimes and this is one of those times.