Stone's blend of mayhem and sensuality-which doesn't shy away from the eroticism of athletes-is a refreshing alternative to the solemnity of most sports dramas.

Almost three hours of this jitter deteriorates from bravura filmmaking to annoying mannerism, and Any Given Sunday ends up less than the sum of its many, often interesting parts.

A meathead burlesque.

Makes me feel as if I was concussed.