Invincible, the true rag-to-riches story of Vince Papale, hits screens this Friday all across the country. To read more about Vince and his true story click here.  Here are some excerpts from the Hollywood Reporter’s review of Invincible.

“Invincible” is a neatly packaged Walt Disney Co. picture with bone-crunching football action; a nice sense of the blue-collar, male-dominated milieu that nourishes football fanaticism; and a few too many tugs at the heartstrings. Opening on the cusp of the football season, the film will attract a male following of all age groups, so it should do moderate theatrical and video business in North America.

Mark Wahlberg plays Vince, which is a bit of a stretch physically because if you were choosing sides for tag football, he probably would not be your first choice. However, Wahlberg does get the heart-and-guts “Rocky” side of the equation.

The most accomplished thing about this movie is that even if Vince had been cut before the season began, there will still be a decent story here because the characters and their environment are so strongly established. Wahlberg plays the sensitive side to Vince without compromising any machismo. Banks seems to be having genuine fun as a football-addicted female hanging out in an all-male world.

The acting is solid throughout, with Michael Nouri as the club owner and, frankly, Kinnear the only weak spots. OK, so the college coach is an NFL rookie too, but Greg Kinnear gives Vermeil too much vulnerability.

Core, acting as his own cinematographer, shoots the hard-nosed football action close to the trenches to catch all the painful hits. Costumes, sets and decor strongly evoke the ’70s along with music coming from radios, while Mark Isham’s score gets excited at all the right moments.

I think this film is where Rocky and Rudy collide and become Vince Papale.