I'm not going to trash this movie. It's another example of how we all like to root for underdogs. Rick Moranis's team of misfits fills a bill that has been filled over and over and over. There are the organize guys, the team of villains. They have the nice uniforms and they have learned to play at a high level. Not only that, they seem to always have that quality that we love: they make fun of our poor guys. Of course, our guys have a couple of skinny kids with broken glasses and an overweight one who passes gas, enough to make another team pass out. Anyway, since this is just kind of harmlessly contrived sport, it works at its appropriate level. Remember, in the forties, people cheered as Harpo Marx broke every rule in football. It was all good fun anyway.
Review of Little Giants
