Will Ferrell could take a dump in my letter box right now and I'd laugh. He's funny. Wet your pants style funny. I'd been waiting to see Blades of Glory since I saw the first promo. Will Ferrell, spandex, figure skating, all the elements were in place. As the cinema curtains drew back, I was ready to bask in the glory of greatness.

Will Ferrell is Chazz Michael Michaels: an ice-devouring sex tornado. The only skater to win four national championships and an adult film award.

Some personal highlights (which probably tell you more about me than the actual movie):

"Nancy Kerrigan? You an official here? Cause you've officially given me a boner!"

"I swear to God, I couldn't love a human baby as much as I love this comb."

"It makes my hair shine like Orion's Belt out on the ice."

"We're gonna skate to one song and one song only. I'm gonna get you get you drunk. Get you drunk off my lady hump. My hump, my lovely lady hump."

Story wise, it's just a piss take on figure skating and male buddy movies. Two skaters at the top of their game come to blows, hit rock bottom, then have to team up to reclaim their former glory, overcoming ego and adversity along the way. It's deep and touching. Deeply touching.

Don't watch it for the plot, watch it for Chazz, the Ron Burgandy of the Ice.

If you're too much of a tight ass to buy a movie ticket to Blades of Glory, then check out Will Ferrell in "The Landlord" for free.