This documentary could have been so much better, but the filmmakers decided to tackle the subject matter with kid gloves, and it is just a boring, prolonged conversation like you might see on Oprah, complete with soft lighting and exquisite decor. What we hear is the two women serving up platitude after platitude, and it soon gets a bit too much to bear. Martina comes across as the more mature and empathetic one, whereas Evert seems to still harbor a slight degree of antagonism. All in all, nothing special here. I'd be happier to just look up one of their matches on Youtube. The scenes of them driving 5mph in a Thunderbird down a leafy country lane looked more like a commercial for allergy medication than a sports documentary.
