The Atlantic League of Professional Baseball is very much not the Major Leagues, which was easy enough to notice at the Camden Riversharks' "Costanza Night." But also that's not an insult.
Amazing Grace and Chuck isn't very good, and is -- despite the best efforts of Alex English, Jamie Lee Curtis, Gregory Peck and others -- frequently very not-good. It's almost well-meaning enough to make up for that.
The Ultimate Warrior was a memorable wrestler and a grandiose homophobic jerk. But for a generation of fans, some of whom happen to be gay, Warrior was our grandiose homophobic jerk.
Twenty years after its release, William Friedkin's college basketball opus is a lot less convincing and no less watchable. And Nick Nolte's poly-blend coach sweaters have really held up.
The other 1970's disaster flick in which awful things happen at the Super Bowl is not very good, but somehow is both worse and more fun to watch than Black Sunday. Having Jack Klugman and John Cassavettes in the same cast helps.