Leatherheads

OK, we get a lot of emails about upcoming movies, CDs, etc.  Every once in a while, one peaks our interest.

The other day, we got one that did just that: Leatherheads.

Scrolling through the email, we see a picture that makes it look promising:

And we think, “Well, it’s got George Clooney, but that might not be all bad.  And he’s got a black eye, and John Krasinski is probably the guy who gives it to him, and that might be funny.  And the tag line of ‘In the beginning, the rules were simple. There weren’t any.’, that’s actually pretty good.  And it’s got your stereotypical fat guy playing football.  Heck, if they’re doing a football version of Major League set in the 30’s, that might be good.”

Then I read the first line of the Synopsis:

“Oscar® winners George Clooney and Renée Zellweger match wits in Leatherheads, a quick-witted romantic comedy set against the backdrop of America’s nascent pro-football league in 1925.”

Romantic comedy?  Well, there goes that one.  Which is too bad, because reading the rest of it, it looks like it could be a decent movie:

“Clooney plays Dodge Connolly, a charming, brash football hero who is determined to guide his team from bar brawls to packed stadiums.  But after the players lose their sponsor and the entire league faces certain collapse, Dodge convinces a college football star to join his ragtag ranks.  The captain hopes his latest move will help the struggling sport finally capture the country’s attention. 

Welcome to the team Carter Rutherford (John Krasinski), America’s favorite son.  A golden-boy war hero who single-handedly forced multiple German soldiers to surrender in WWI, Carter has dashing good looks and unparalleled speed on the field.  This new champ is almost too good to be true, and Lexie Littleton (Zellweger) aims to prove that’s the case.”

Leave it up to Hollywood to ruin another movie with potential.  <SIGH>.