An unexpected great movie
I rented movies this past week, at a store, that I drove to, and walked around.
On the last day before the due date, I hadn’t seen Mr. and Mrs. Smith or Murderball.
There could only be one.
I watched the latter and I’m glad I did.
I had expectations, they were exquisitely passed. It was shot beautifully. The soundtrack was great. They didn’t even pander to a big arena rock song during the final game. But they did throw in a little bit of cheese more comfortable in a reality TV show. But just the tiniest bit.
This is about as human as film can get.
(and the Moldy Peaches song was awesome)