My All American

My All American means well, and as a film it isn't without merit; sadly there just isn't enough of it for this inspirational sports story to emerge victorious.

Even those who love inspirational sports films might have to flinch from "My All American" is a movie so square, conservative and humorless that it winds up playing like a brutally straight-faced "South Park" parody of gridiron schmaltz."

American football is played on a rectangle, but movies about it can sure be square.

Don't get me wrong; this film accurately shares a wonderful guy's all-too-short life with us. I only wish it had been delivered in a more well-rounded way.

For those looking for a sports film of basic quality and genuine narrative, "My All American" is definitively useless.

"My All American" would have done better to dig deeper in its portrayal of a man who set such a high bar for the intrinsic character of a football player. Because he's actually the kind of example the sport could really use right now.

My All American is precisely that - a snow cone. Sweet, pleasant tasting, but ultimately cold and lacking in substance.

It's a story worth knowing and a life worth celebrating - we could all be inspired by this young man's insight and determination. If you're looking for a family film with an inspirational and affirming message, go!

Not an inspirational football movie but the highlights reel from one, with a golden boy who is his own manic pixie dreamboat. The worst sort of hagiography.

We're never invested in the sanitary white-bread story that renounces drama and entertainment for the sake of accuracy and a squeaky-clean PG rating