Mark Cunliffe’s review published on Letterboxd :
Michael Caine narrates the tale of the 1986 FIFA World Cup in Mexico, a country who had just endured a horrific earthquake prior to the tournament yet still managed to put on a show and re-energise its countrymen and women as a result.
As with all these official FIFA films - currently repeated weekend early mornings for the current World Cup - this provides great nostalgia but, unlike the 70s films which now appear quaint and retro-chic, this offering from 1986 is just incredibly cheesy and dated thanks to Rick Wakeman going Casio crazy with the soundtrack. I'm guessing they were aiming for Chariots of Fire on the cheap, they got the cheap and nothing else.
If you're an Englishman, like me, it's further soured by seeing that cheating Argentinian bastard and his 'Hand of God'