Movie Review: Blades of Glory
I have to admit something: I am a HUGE Will Ferrell fan. I am a big enough fan to have Talladega Nights on my Netflix Queue even though I despise Nascar (fun fact - my company recently reformed and repaved the Talladega racetrack).
Therefore, when Linnea told me she saw and loved Blades of Glory, I knew I had to see it in the theater. Usually I can wait, but not this time.
It was so worth the $6.00 popcorn.
First of all, one of the routines in the movie is to a song my sister and I have a huge inside joke about, the Aerosmith song from Armageddon. Then, the costumes, Jon Heder's hair, Jon Heder, Amy Poehler, Craig T. Nelson, and Pam from The Office. IT RULED.
I didn't think a movie about figure skating, which I despise almost as much as Nascar, would be even remotely tolerable. But it was SO GOOD.
"Impure! Impure!"
I give Blades of Glory three out of three Starbucks logos, and I want to have Jon Heder's Mormon babies (if he didn't have a wife who is already doing that, of course).
