An ultimate sports tearjerker, this is a reasonably well made buddy movie about the most legendary basketball event of the century. It's heavy with propaganda and Russian patriotism, but what else can be expected. The film is quite tense and smooth, in spite of some blatantly disappointing comic relief towards the end (the hippie-Harley hillbilly couple gets much too much screen time, as does the all-black NY street punk team that seems to be fixed in time to the same street corner, where they miraculously have a TV set). However, it's a very watchable movie, regardless of your political on athletic preferences, even though the story could have be told from quite a different viewpoint, had it been made in the US.
Review of Three Seconds
