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The King's Speech was the first movie in a long time that I've gone into without seeing a trailer for in advance. I figured, "The buzz is great, the actors are great, the director is great, so why bother?" So, despite having actually attended speech therapy sessions with a family member, I wasn't sure how the thrilling story of a king learning to cure his stutter was going to play out. It turns out it plays out very much like Rocky, or Days of Thunder, or any other sports movie where an underdog, through commitment and dedication, becomes a champion, only in this case they're a champion at reading good.
I need to start by saying that I am not an inordinately rabid fan of ABBA, nor am I a musical theater acolyte -- in fact I hate musicals for their campy, over-the-top cheesiness. Needless to say, I did not see Mamma Mia! on Broadway. I went to see an early screening of the film adaptation of said Broadway musical with a fair amount of trepidation. And I was pleasantly surprised by my lack of homicidal feeling once the closing credits rolled.