Indeed, the promotional material for the film mentions that this originally had been meant to be a documentary, merely a filming retired and out-of-practice male basketballers against a current female pro team and seeing the results, but no women’s sports league would actually allow it. In reality, the female leagues only pretend to allow men to compete against women, just as the men only pretend to be women, so the few and outrageous times it happens — as with Riley Gaines was defeated by Lia Thomas nee William Thomas — are rare enough to make national news.

Sadly, the freakish cult beliefs of the Leftwing audience will anathematize any laughter or droll wisdom the film might otherwise impart to them. They have been ordered to hate it, sight unseen. Likewise, conservative audiences will tend to forgive the film’s flaws out of rightwing loyalty, except that conservatives also are loyal to scrupulous honesty, and so will be harsh on the poor film as a sacrifice to the honor of reviewer integrity. The matter is made unduly difficult and silly by the difficult and silly times in which we live. One cannot even tell a good-natured joke about the absurdity of men in drag competing against women athletes without provoking fake outrage and fake controversy.

The film is not controversial. Neither is it a work of comedic genius, equal to a Marx Brothers film. Nor is it merely a flat political satire like so many flat political satires we saw from the Left in the 1960s. It rises at times to sober insight, so is deeper than one might expect.

It is not great, but not bad, and well worth the time and effort of any fan of sanity to support, if for no other reason than to oppose the establishment chattergoons seeking to libel and malign it.