We watched The Mighty Ducks. It has held up well. Except for the hair. My goodness and people make fun of the eighties. Emilio Estevez was at the top of his game and turned in a typical EE performance. There was nothing the least bit surprising about the movie or story and it didn’t matter. It was just plain fun.
And let’s face it, you don’t watch a sports movie with kids in it if you are looking for plot twists and surprises. #3 summed it up best when he said, “It was pretty good. I mean, it’s a movie about sports so you know what’s going to happen, but there aren’t very many about hockey so it was cool.”
If you’ve studied screenwriting at all you’re familiar with the “Same but different” mantra. TMD delivers on that and manages to somehow rise above most of the other films in the genre. Interestingly, the story is about learning to play by the rules and the triumph of everyman over the wealthy. Team work is a distant backseat. It’s there, but you’re fare more likely to hear, “Get out of here, Cake Eater,” than “That’s what teammates do for each other.”
Maybe it’s because I’m reading Steven Pressfield’s “The War of Art,” but I thought it was interesting that in the movie, Gordon (Emilio) leaves a high paying job on principle and then pursues the crazy dream of becoming a professional hockey player. It plays well and gives us a wonderfully satisfying ending that everyone loves BUT if Gordon was our friend, would we encourage him to quit the law firm and follow the dream?
If you’re a writer, you are shaking your head and laughing. It doesn’t work like that at all. Unless you are blessed as I am with family and friends and who really think I can do this.