If Jerry Maguire is a typical American, give me a one-way ticket to Winnipeg. This is a film whose values are so out of whack that it shocks me that it's universal acclaim confounds me. The film tells us the following: money is important, public affection is important (sure Cuba Gooding and the Daughter from "227" are a cute couple, but if they were making out at a restaurant in front of me, I'd slap 'em till they were insane), jazz is bad and lame (I guess John Coltrane and Miles Davis aren't as venerable music talents as Heart), and of course, America sets the tone for the world. The whole film can be summed up with one sequence. Rod Tidwell catches a touchdown and inspires a nation on Monday Night Football. What does that mean? Tidwell can now bank on a fat new contract. Boy that's a real tear-jerker. Go rent "Brian's Song," and get your priorities in order.
Review of Jerry Maguire
