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.
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