I don't care for (American) football, but it generally seems to entertain in movie format. From The Longest Yard to Rudy, there's something about the sport that translates well to celluloid. The Big Game, sadly, is not up to the standards of those other films, as it can't seem to decide whether it's a comedy, a crime drama, or an indictment of college football (which apparently was already controversial in the mid-30s!). James Gleason is wasted and only Bruce Cabot really draws any attention as the heel with a heart of gold. Andy Devine is particularly annoying in this one--be sure to turn the sound off whenever he's in an onscreen telephone conversation!
Review of The Big Game
