As the brutality ramps up, and the story gains real consequence, for some reason, we actually laugh harder. Goon is a comedy, often a very funny one, but you might be hesitant to call it that once you've actually seen it.
[Scott] is reason enough to see the film, which otherwise is a by-the-book sports comedy.
The movie's unlikely sincerity can't completely offset its ugliness for less bloodthirsty viewers, but it helps, and it does smooth over some narrative rough edges.
The movie is harsh, nasty and vulgar like you wouldn't believe. And often, it's hilarious.
It's an underdog story that doesn't take itself too seriously, tender as a bruise and about as blue.
George Roy Hill's classic Slap Shot may still hold the title as the quintessential hockey comedy, but Goon certainly deserves to be mentioned in its company, juggling charm and grit and raunch and bloody teeth with assuredness and aplomb.
All it wants is slapstick violence and "Slap Shot" profanity. And it delivers both - albeit not much else.
What's somewhat surprising is you don't have to give a hoot about hockey to enjoy the movie. This is just a guy living his dream: Hitting people.
"Goon" easily takes the title of second-best hockey comedy I've ever seen.