Grind

What Grind lacks in cinematic skill, it makes up for in heart, which is what most dudes-in-arms flicks are missing. Given the option of spending eternity with these gentlemen or the boys of ''American Pie,'' I'd choose the lads of Grind.

If you've recently watched that great skateboarding documentary "Dogtown and Z-Boys," Grind will play like a soft-pedaled Afterschool Special.

A logo-laden celebration of the joys of sponsorship wrapped inside an innocuous teen-pic package.

This movie is just not cool or hip or in any way extreme. Sitting through Grind is a real grind.

Eager to please, but it’s so lacking in real-world skate politics that it more resembles the chugging PG-13 mediocrity of Top 40 pop-punk-lite than the hard-core Black Flagisms of Peralta’s scathingly real doc.

While doing nothing to dispel the stereotype that skateboarding is the sport of brainless jackasses, Casey La Scala's directing debut does feature some nifty boarding action.

Grind is an answer to the question that has been on the minds of many this summer: “Is there anything worse than Gigli?” The answer to this question is a resounding “YES!”

I still enjoy watching the X-Games and I also enjoy a good stupid movie every once in a while. Hell, I could still watch Dumb and Dumber. When I first heard about this (I was 10) and I was thinking that this could be pretty awesome, skateboards and comedy. Well, it has skateboards but it is devoid of laughs. Maybe it's one of those you can only enjoy stoned. Wish I was, that way I could forget about it.