From Rudy to Rocky to Hoosiers to Cool Runnings, if it is an underdog sports movie I’m going to watch it and I’m most likely going to cry. If you throw in Hugh Jackman in a perfect pair of Levis and some aviators, I may stand up and give a white girl first pump.
Therefore, before I even grabbed my popcorn, Eddie the Eagle had a couple marks in my pro-column. Despite the formulaic storyline, the movie continued to land on my good side.
Eddie the Eagle tells the story of Michael “Eddie the Eagle” Edwards, the unlikely British ski-jumper who charmed the world at the 1988 Winter Olympics in Calgary. Despite overwhelming obstacles, Eddie never stopped believing that he would become an Olympian. With the help of a bad boy former ski-jumping protege, Bronson Peary (played with swoon-worthy charm by Hugh Jackman), Eddie does just that.
I took my six year old daughter, Conley, to see it with me. She actually jumped up and cheered at the end and exclaimed, despite my shushing, that she “loved this movie”! I asked her what she liked about it and she said: it was funny, Eddie never gave up and that she got to stay up past her bedtime to watch it.
Never miss a local story.
I then asked her if there was anything that she didn’t like and she said that she was scared Eddie was going to get killed doing the jumps (kind-sorta spoiler: he doesn’t). She also said that smoking was gross and very bad for you (Hugh Jackman’s character smokes. He also swigs out of a flask he calls his jacket for much of the movie).
Despite the PG-13 rating and the “gross” smoking, I was completely comfortable with Conley seeing it. There is some suggestive dialogue about how Eddie should picture himself with Bo Derek when he jumps but it was over her head (maybe not so much with older kids). Other than that there is some bad language but it is minimal.
Eddie the Eagle is fluffy. It doesn’t dive deep into the psyche of Eddie and you pretty much know how it will end before it stars. However, it reminds us that when we believe in ourselves, we can accomplish the seemingly impossible.
Oh, and I cried.