Many comedies from the mid-2000s age poorly. They rely on casual homophobia, fat jokes, or cruelty. Blades of Glory is a delightful exception. Is it crass? Absolutely. Chazz is a walking HR violation. But the film’s core message is genuinely progressive: Masculinity is a performance. Grace is not gendered. And two men who hate each other can find redemption through the sheer, unironic joy of a well-executed triple lutz.