He sported ugly glasses, bad teeth and a big mouth. King was a bona fide tennis star, the unofficial poster girl for the women's lib movement. Like Cheerleader, instead of playing the story straight, Anderson chose a more biting, satirical approach to capture the absurdity of the event. For instance, oversized text IDs are used to identify everything from scene locations to mariachi band lyrics. A few Ally McBeal-like fantasy sequences are meant to inspire chuckles.
Good satire is a lot like pornography.
You know it when you see it. Too bad Anderson lays it on mighty thick. When King triumphs over Riggs, for instance, we see a group of young women jumping up and down in slow motion while a text description reveals what they're going to grow up to be. Superior Court Justice. Holly Hunter, however, doesn't fare as well.