Big Film Critics Giving "Seve The Movie" Poor Reviews

I haven't seen Seve The Movie yet, but I have to admit, I cant wait.  I'm a huge fan.  The professional movie critics however, having seen the movie, don't share my optimism. 

I read Peter Bradshaw's review of Seve The Movie in The Guardian today and while he gives it three stars out of five, it's clear reading between the lines that the critic was trying to be kind.

Bradshaw carefully places his criticisms among his good words.

This likable film about golfing hero Seve Ballesteros, who died in 2011, is a misty-eyed tribute that, in DVD form, is destined to rest on the memorabilia-packed shelves of legions of golf-crazy guys
Golf may not provide the same immediate thrills as motor racing but this film â€" as lengthy and leisurely as the game itself â€" is endearing.
This is primarily for fans, but it's engaging enough.
Tim Robey in the Telegraph didn't mince his words; he plainly didn't enjoy it. So much so that the article is titled Seve, review: 'a blur of bad knitwear'.

Follow @golfcentraldoc on twitter

It's clear Robey admired Ballesteros, but not the guys that made this film.

 The film’s structured to double down on all his setbacks and triumphs â€" you may lose count of the number of times young Seve chips the ball out of a bunker to get within inches of the hole, only for his older self to repeat the feat identically.
A more imaginative film would milk this temporal shuffling for artistic contrast, rather than making it just an incessant foretelling of future glories. Dragging its feet through the rough, the young Seve stuff here is especially boring. It’s partly because director John-Paul Davidson, a veteran of Michael Palin’s BBC travelogues, has such a ham-handed touch with his novice performers: there are many dim shots of Seve’s quartet of model-handsome brothers shooting worried glances at each other as he tees off. These sequences just become a blur of bad knitwear and light trumpet solos.

And is if that is not conclusive Robey ends his piece like this.

 â€œAy caramba! And… other Spanish cries,” we hear from gravelly clubhouse pundit Peter Alliss, doing his best to confirm one’s suspicions: it’s the kind of sports biopic Alan Partridge would mastermind.

I'm still going and I know I'll love it!

Here's the trailer

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Two Naked Pics Of Holly Sonders. The Big News To Emerge From The 2013 PGA Show

Sarah Stirk Nipple Gate: Navy Top Leaves Viewers Disappointed

Holly Sonders Quits Golf Channel After Contract Talks Fail. Moves To Fox.