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Borg Vs Mcenroe Movie Poster

Shia LeBeouf was a brilliant pick for the role of McEnroe. LeBeouf has long endured harsh criticism for his acting and fitness for the parts he is cast in, and he has recently ran the gamut of odd claims about his life and behavior. You get the sense that LeBeouf is really getting something off his chest in sequences when McEnroe shouts at the reporters. Stellan Skarsgard is also superb as a tennis teacher with just the perfect bit of dubious morality when it comes to pushing teenagers as far as it takes to make a champion. My only critique of the film is the film's corny title cards, which openly state what is meant to be occurring in the film with phrases like "The rivalry will influence the players for the rest of their lives." The first guideline of filmmaking is "show, don't tell." However, the film's technical brilliance - the tennis scenes were absolutely mesmerizing - and unexpected emotional gravity and depth earn me an unequivocal "Yes - watch it" endorsement.

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What drew me to this film the most were the genuine events that inspired it. Borg and McEnroe were interesting personalities, and their portrayal in the film was similarly intriguing. Having said that, the moments were directed with what seemed to me like a *so* heavy hand. I turned to my spouse, a lifetime Bergman lover, towards the conclusion and said, "Is this a Swedish phenomenon? This unrelenting, steely tone that mutes the emotional range to nearly intolerable levels?" Nonetheless, I'm pleased I saw the film. I adored the conclusion. The match was brilliant, and I was so proud of McEnroe and extremely sympathetic for both players. The last, more private moments between Borg and his fiancĂ©e, as well as between Borg and McEnroe, were particularly enjoyable. Simply because the travel there was, as I already said, a little oppressive. As a result, I'm not in a hurry to see the film again. However, I must state my general view, which is that victory and disaster—after a certain degree of skill and unwavering commitment—are obvious imposters. And I think these sportsmen coped with them well, as seen in this video.

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