Let us all escape to a kinder, gentler period, when men were sweet and quick (witness George Clooney and John Krasinski) and women were zesty and driven (admire Renée Zellweger's sharp tongue and wardrobe). And hello, could any subject be more appealing than the history of football?!
Leatherheads is just what we need at the multiplex. It looks fun enough for the masses and smart enough for the critics. And what movie from 2007 managed to straddle that chasm? Thank you, George. We need Leatherheads, and we needed something fierce.