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I don't really understand why everyone finds Will Ferrell so damn hilarious. All he does is make a bunch of funny faces and gestures and acts as if he's a really stupid, spoiled child. But that's just my opinion of course, what this review is really about is the stupidity of the film.
Will Ferrell plays a man whose father's competitive nature kept him in sports his entire life despite having no grace or natural athletic ability. Now Ferrel's son is a bench warmer for his grandfather's #1 soccer team. When Ferrel's son is traded to a the worst team in the league who just happens to be all of a sudden coachless, Ferrell reluctantly takes up the job and invites his father's neighbor and rival to assistant coach the poorly skilled team to victory.
Well, they didn't try too hard to help the boys to be better players, they just got some Italians to do the job of winning for them. If this had been a movie about basketball, they would have went down to the ghetto and picked out some black kids.
Meanwhile, Ferrel becomes a coffee addict and keeps burning himself and slowly becoming more of a douche then he already is. It's supposed to be hilarious I suppose, but I felt the humor drain out of me as each disconnected scene rolled by (becuase that's all this movie really is- just a bunch of disjointed scenes of Ferrel and his idiotic antics made to make... well I don't know who laughs at this stuff.) There's some inevitable bet made and Ferrel's team wins. The winning goal was scored by his son who Ferrell finally realized he had been making a bench warmer.The coffee was messing with his head I suppose. If you are going to teach kids about the evil of drugs, why choose caffeine?
I guess all ends happily but I wasn't really paying attention. By that time I was legally dead as all the life had been sucked out of me by this horrible movie. So the moral of the story is: If you are too inept to teach children to play soccer go get some stereotypical Italians and act stupid. You will discover the error of your ways at the last moment when it is too late to redeem yourself.
I lied up there when I said this review wasn't about Ferrel. It is. It was him that really brought the movie down. Maybe some people think it's really funny for a grown man to make fun of children. Maybe some people think is really funny to flounder around and freak about about stupid things. Maybe some people think it's funny to be "random," which seems to be Ferrel's shtick. I don't.
I give this film 0 out of 10 stars. It has no redeeming qualities.
Will Ferrell plays a man whose father's competitive nature kept him in sports his entire life despite having no grace or natural athletic ability. Now Ferrel's son is a bench warmer for his grandfather's #1 soccer team. When Ferrel's son is traded to a the worst team in the league who just happens to be all of a sudden coachless, Ferrell reluctantly takes up the job and invites his father's neighbor and rival to assistant coach the poorly skilled team to victory.
Well, they didn't try too hard to help the boys to be better players, they just got some Italians to do the job of winning for them. If this had been a movie about basketball, they would have went down to the ghetto and picked out some black kids.
Meanwhile, Ferrel becomes a coffee addict and keeps burning himself and slowly becoming more of a douche then he already is. It's supposed to be hilarious I suppose, but I felt the humor drain out of me as each disconnected scene rolled by (becuase that's all this movie really is- just a bunch of disjointed scenes of Ferrel and his idiotic antics made to make... well I don't know who laughs at this stuff.) There's some inevitable bet made and Ferrel's team wins. The winning goal was scored by his son who Ferrell finally realized he had been making a bench warmer.The coffee was messing with his head I suppose. If you are going to teach kids about the evil of drugs, why choose caffeine?
I guess all ends happily but I wasn't really paying attention. By that time I was legally dead as all the life had been sucked out of me by this horrible movie. So the moral of the story is: If you are too inept to teach children to play soccer go get some stereotypical Italians and act stupid. You will discover the error of your ways at the last moment when it is too late to redeem yourself.
I lied up there when I said this review wasn't about Ferrel. It is. It was him that really brought the movie down. Maybe some people think it's really funny for a grown man to make fun of children. Maybe some people think is really funny to flounder around and freak about about stupid things. Maybe some people think it's funny to be "random," which seems to be Ferrel's shtick. I don't.
I give this film 0 out of 10 stars. It has no redeeming qualities.