Wow. Another inspirational TV sports movie.
Flat, recycled paper-thin plot about a guy (this one's an inmate serving life) who can run fast. So his supporters encourage him to run fast. But the man keeps trying to keep him down. Then he does it. He runs. Then runs faster. Then crosses the finish line. Spectators cheer. He tosses the stop-watch. It smashes against a wall (Yeah! You go! That'll show the man! I mean, he still has you caged up and always will, but that'll show'em!) Freeze frame on our sweaty, muscular hero with his handsome 70's 'stache, like a real man. The end. The cliche shot of the hero bursting across the finish line, arms thrown out, is, of course, on the poster. And the scenery's real far-out - ah, dig those bland gray Folsom walls, captured in the full glory of a 70's TV set. And it won, count'em - three Emmy's! Because it's not like they give them out to just anyone.
Review of The Jericho Mile
