Movie Review - Kicking & Screaming

I'm not a huge Will Ferrell fan. I thought Anchorman: The Legend of Ron Burgundy was fairly amusing but not just because of him. The whole cast was great. Elf was mildly amusing but not the greatest.

I decided to watch Kicking & Screaming mostly to see if Ferrell could carry a whole movie on his shoulders. If he can, it wasn't this one. Pretty dumb script with a few funny moments but not a great flick at all.

The gist of it: Ferrell plays the namby-pamby son of Robert Duvall who decides to coach his son's soccer team against his Dad's perennial champions. Very predictable.

Hilarious, however, was Mike Ditka. He was playing Mike Ditka. He cracked me up every time he was on screen.

If you have 95 minutes with nothing else to do, it's worth watching. If you have anything at all of any interest to do, then give it a pass.

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