EuroBall

It's about soccer, and it's a pretty European film, complete with: oooo, those dastardly Americans!/I should have gone to America to make money, boo-hoo.

The Indian-immigrant angle is interesting too, especially the one line from Keira Knightley's mom (the elderly white-British matron) who basically cooes at her daughter's Indian friend, saying, in effect: it's *so* good that you young Indian girls keep your heads down and do what you're told, and, ah! look at me! I'm *terribly* enlightened. That said, many of the people in the girl's family are about as ugly to her.

Although, there is truth in the one thing they said: those girls really *do* look like boys, when they have their heads shaved so they can play soccer or whatever. *shrugs* I have my own opinions about things, but personally, I'm more of a tennis guy. Some sports, to me, are a little ugly, and soccer is almost as ugly as basketball, and basketball and soccer are almost as ugly as boxing...almost. (Unlike tennis, where Caroline Wozniacki can play in that cute little frilly dress of hers, and I'll root for her over Shriek-a-pova any day of the week.)

Anyway, it was a decent movie, but if I were to watch it again, I'd be more interested in the girl who gets married. ("Excuse me (bitch), but this just happens to be my wedding day.") That's a better way for someone like me to be part of the story....I mean, I kinda liked that it was about girls, but there's more romantic things in the world than Mr. crippled-boy-girls-soccer-coach.

Too dramatic. Not terrible, but too dramatic.

And: N.B. Properly speaking, "football" refers to *gridiron*. Foreigner football is *not* the same. And yes, even though my country has accepted warm bodies and cultural influences from every country under the sun, much to our credit, thank you very much, we *are* allowed to be *unique* every once in awhile, thanks.

(8/10)