Bend It Like Beckham
Scott Hardie: “It was ok.”
This film is two exuberant hours, winningly played by three leads who know how to act with their faces. It’s smart and very sunny, a delight to see. What held it back from being good as well as pleasing was its overdependence on what seemed like dozens of musical montages, replacing the weak dialogue as often as the director could get away with it. Maybe that’s because the dialogue was contrived: Would a British mother so obsessed with society storm into a wedding obviously in its final moments to make such idiotic accusations? And more actual soccer would have helped.