The drawback of tennis as a screen sport is that, unlike just about any other sport you can think of, it can never come down to a climactic moment where either one of the two combatants can emerge the victor, and you are consequently always a step ahead of the moviemakers' futile attempts at suspense-building. The romantic chemistry of Ali MacGraw and Dean-Paul Martin has all the kick of lemon juice and water, but Pancho Gonzalez is likable in the role of a slave-driving tennis coach named Pancho Gonzalez: "If you're looking for sympathy you'll find it in the dictionary right behind shit." Directed by Anthony Harvey. (1979) — Duncan Shepherd
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