Likable, yet flawed presentation of a dream.

Rating: 6/10 (19 November 2005)

A British ultimately winning the Wimbledon -- the much-adored dream of a nation finally comes alive... doesn't matter even if in a movie... and how! Beating the no.1 foul-tempered American kid, winning the heart of young rising tennis glamour queen... this is how dreams should be. Leave no boundaries, no attachment to reality when you have a dream. And yes, these dreams are indeed for people like Peter Colt-- non-aggressive, soft-spoken and willing to leave a mark before life is practically over.
Just wondering, there should have been less factual errors... or flaws, whatever you call them. A British guy playing the Wimbledon semifinal in some side court whereas Henman, Rusedski play their every match in Centre Court? Also there should have been at least one shot of Colt with the trophy... instead the sequence ends with Colt and Lizzy kissing. I also think the role of paparazzi in the Colt-Lizzy affair is hugely underestimated, in reality there would be much more fuss over this. Imagine Sharapova falling in love with some male tennis player during a Grand Slam.
But yes, Paul Bettany is a real treat to watch in this film.