Glory Road's strength is the way in which it blends social awareness into the sports genre. It does this better than Remember the Titans. The earlier film soft-peddled racism. Glory Road is surprisingly hard-hitting for a PG-rated film. Not only do we get ugly scenes of players being physically and verbally assaulted (including a bathroom bushwhack and racial epithets scrawled in red on the walls of a motel room), but there's a sense of unease any time the black players enter a "white" establishment. Even when violence does not occur, the potential is thick in the air, and first-time director James Gartner does a solid job conveying the tension.