I went into 21 with a bad attitude -- the movie we'd really wanted to see, Leatherheads, was sold out and Ben Mezrich's last book had soured me on this story already. Of course, I can't really blame Mezrich at all, because the screenwriters have smoothed out any rough edges (or subtlety or nuance) from his book to teen-movie simplicity.
The best thing I can say about the movie is that the Alamo has good beer and a great Puerco Guisada.
FuzzyCo grade: D*
* Erica liked the movie quite a bit, so feel free to chalk this low score up to my bad attitude.
