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“Miracle” Walks On (Frozen) Water

Yesterday I took Andy, my fifth grader, and three of his pals to see “Miracle” — the movie about (the late) coach Herb Brooks and the US 1980 Olympic hockey team. We had a blast. Kurt Russell put in a very solid performance as Brooks, the plot never dragged (the real miracle may be the movie’s ability to keep 11-year-old boys glued to their seats for 2 hours and 20 minutes), the audience (mostly kids) cheered wildly every time the US scored against the Soviets (in the famous semi-final Cold War match-up game), there was no cursing on screen (although “ass” and “candyass” were uttered) nor were there other things that a prudish parent might consider piggy or even piggy-ish. The movie’s one big flaw was the montage set to a Jimmy Carter malaise-inducing speech (was he really president?!), but then you remember that Reagan sent him packing back to Plains, and the pain goes away. I found “Miracle” to be very entertaining, great for the kids, patriotic as heck (you’ll find yourself chanting “U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A!”), and well worth the price of admission.


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