And, for the love of Mike, it seems I've
seen this picture before, too. Same old formula.
They bring it right to the very end with
a no hitter and mix in a silly love story that didn't work or
click for me.
I found nothing new or fresh, with no surprises.
But I did focus on the outfield and tried to watch the grass
grow. Then I realized it's just astroturf anyway.
The baseball sequences in this film are
a visual treat, showing us that Sam Raimi has a director's eye--whether
it be horror or sports films.
But Kevin Costner has fallen into a rut
when it comes to sentimental schlock and predictable endings,
making what could have been a truly great film into just a typical
(Sung to Gordy's own ukelele accompaniment)
All summer long we
sang a song and
strolled the gold-en
the summer wind.
As the song suggests, this movie is a romance
about a man and woman, and also a romance about the legend of
Kevin Costner is excellent playing a washed-up
pitcher in this romantic poem to baseball.
For Love of the Game hits a grand slam in my view.