The Mighty Ducks: Possibly the Worst Thing I've Ever Written
This past weekend, I took some time out of my not-so-busy schedule to watch a series of movies that I have loved since a child. The Mighty Ducks movies have been a part of my life for almost my entire life. I’ve grown up watching them. I went through adolescence rewatching them. They were some of my favourite movies. They are part of me. Watching them this time, however, I have noticed that the movies aren’t necessarily good. Each of the movies has major issues associated with it, from the editing of the first movie, to the second movie breaking the laws of physics, to the third movie having some poor writing. The movies aren’t the great movies I built them up to be in my mind. The strange thing is that I still love them. I still hold them close to my heart. I don’t care if they’re good or bad. I still love them. This is nostalgia talking. I don’t want to go into nostalgia too much. It’s been overdone so many times by so many people that think they