Wow. I mean, shit. Coming from someone who's not a big fan of hockey, this really surprised the hell out of me. Thrilling and sweet. Exciting and beautiful. Funny and heartwrenching. Great acting, great direction, and great writing. Pulse pounding and touching. Shocking and brilliant. I went in hoping for at least a decent film. I came out loving it. It's already a strong contender for "Best of 2012" in my books.

Also, I never thought I would ever say this, but Seann William Scott gives an excellent performance. Who knew the guy had one in him?

Ryan: "Look at you, you're a - you're a fucking beast. You're like the fucking Hebrew Dolph Lundgren or some shit."

I'm not a hockey fan, but this film was pretty damn funny! There's some very quotable lines, and it's just a really fun watch in my opinion.

I'm Canadian!!

Liked this even more than I did the first go around. The couple problems that I had with the movie (family storyline, dating relationship) were not a problem in the least on this second viewing. I still really dislike Jay Baruchel's character, and that's the only reason I don't go whole hog and give it five stars.

One of the very few enjoyable sports movies. I don't care who knows it.

Underrated.

6.0

26th entry in the 100 movies in June challenge.

Reasonably entertaining indie take on a mainstream comedy premise. The fights themselves are satisfyingly brutal, and Sean William Scott is great in a role where he has to be simple but lovable (and the key point is that jokes are never at his expense). Nothing revolutionary, and Eva, the love interest, is terribly written (she's also the only female character apart from his mother - it would have been nice to see something else to balance out the machismo), but otherwise decent.

Vulgar, offbeat comedy about a bouncer who suddenly finds himself playing semi-pro hockey because he’s really good at beating people up.

A bit off-putting at first because Seann William Scott’s character is as clueless and as socially awkward as Forest Gump, but not nearly as endearing. Also not helping matters: Jay Baruchel (who co-wrote the script with Evan Goldberg) as his best friend. Nothing this guy says or does is funny. In fact, he's just downright annoying (which may or may not be the point).

For a comedy, it’s surprisingly well-directed with some good music choices. Definitely at its best whenever Live Schreiber in on the screen as the legendary but aging enforcer of the league.

This review reportedly contains spoilers. I can handle the truth.

Cocaine snorted off hookers. Drunks passed out in snowbanks. The Trailer Park Boys. Necro on the soundtrack. Beer. Hockey. Blood. An instinctual hatred of the french. Fistfights for fun and honor. Halifax. St. Johns.
This just might be the most canadian movie ever made.
Moneyball that america! Why don't you go back to touching each others asses in no contact sports and leave the bloodworks for us real men, eh!

A successful mix of vulgarity, sweetness, violence and humor. It's also the best hockey movie in forever.

Turns out Liev Schreiber and Alison Pill isn't enough to save a Seann William Scott movie