Li’l Miss Cuteness Kirsten Dunst plays—most of the time without a damn bra, girl works the saggy tits like nobody else—Lizzie Bradbury, a 22-year-old powerhouse swinging straight up the women’s tennis circuit with a load of sass, along with a paternal push from her pops (handsome Sam Neill). But thankfully, Wimbledon isn’t her movie. It belongs to hottie Brit Paul Bettany, who convincingly plays low-ranked tennis player Peter Colt, a wild-carder at Wimbledon. Quickly: They meet, hook up, it helps his game, it hurts hers, her dad comes between them, blah blah blah. But Peter is a compelling guy with wit and a lot of resigned wisdom, charmingly scruffy parents (Bernard Hill and Eleanor Bron), a gambling slut of a brother (James McAvoy), and a good German friend/competitor (Nikolaj Coster-Waldau). Sore loser Lizzie’s temper tantrums keep her otherwise youthful effervescence tolerable—how f-ing cute does she have to be?—and Peter’s funny, self-deprecating voice-overs add to the many action shots of tennis sets. A good movie, really, until that total shut up moment at the end—you’ll know it when you see it.