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).