Since I have zero interest in tennis, I should have had zero interest in King Richard. This is the movie in which Will Smith plays the father of Venus and Serena Williams and raises them to be two of the greatest athletes of all time. I'm not sure why I liked it as much as I did. It might have had something to do with how convincing and natural Smith and all the lead actors were. The film was brilliantly written in that it didn't feel written. It just felt real…and well worth the journey.
At the end of the screener, I looked up how long it was and was surprised to find it was 2 hours and 24 minutes. It sure didn't feel like that. By contrast, I recently watched the eighty-seven jillionth James Bond film, No Time to Die and it was "only" 2 hours and 43 minutes. It felt like twice that and more…though I'll give it the benefit of the doubt and suggest that maybe it would be better on a real screen instead of the 43" one in my office. Since I ain't goin' to no movie theaters these days, that's how it's gonna be for a while.
Anyway, I recommend King Richard even if you couldn't care less about competitive tennis. And I guess I'd recommend No Time to Die if you really enjoy beautiful scenery and something blowing up every 60 seconds. Or so it felt.