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Comedy (US); 2001; Rated PG-13; 106 Minutes
Cast
Keanu Reeves: Conor O'Neill
Diane Lane: Elizabeth Wilkes
John Hawkes: Ticky
D.B. Sweeney: Matt Hyland
Bryan Hearne: Andre
Julian Griffith: Jefferson Tibbs
Michael B. Jordan: Jamal
Produced by Herb Gains, Kevin McCormick, Tina Nides,
Brian Robbins, Erwin Stoff, Michael Tollin; Directed
by Brian Robbins; Screenwritten by John Gatins;
based on the novel by Daniel Coyle
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9/29/01 |
Written
by DAVID KEYES “Hardball”
is exactly the kind of idiotic, boring and sluggish endeavor
any number of us would come to expect from director Brian
Robbins, the man who single-handedly concocted the moron
comedy “Ready to Rumble,” the insulting “Varsity Blues”
and the pointless dreck known as “Good Burger” all in less
than five years. Perhaps we should give him credit for at
least trying though; this is probably a better movie than
all three of those put together. And yet you can’t help
but wonder, with or without answers, if his mind was simply
lost in orbit when he even considered taking on this obvious
and predictable project, especially since we’ve already
seen it played out a good two or three dozen times in the
last twenty years alone. At this point, it’s safe to say
that this genre has gone into too many extra innings.
The
film is the halfhearted result of hundreds of sports movie
and coming-of-age-flick clichés, thrown together without
even the slightest care or reason. The picture stars Keanu
Reeves as Conor O’Neill, a Chicago resident whose bad gambling
habit has gotten him into hot water with a couple of local
loan sharks, whom he has borrowed money from but is unable
to pay back. A broker, however, offers to help by paying
Conor to coach an ailing Little League baseball team, made
up of smart-mouthed African American boys whose biggest
talents are nowhere near the game field. The question is,
can Conor survive this experience long enough to help bring
himself out of debt?
The
obligatory hook of this movie (and all of its not-too-distant
cousins, mind you) is that the detestable main player’s
experience turns him into a better, more likable person:
someone who is not just a coach to these young people, but
also a friend and a mentor. Soon he’s helping the youngsters
with their homework, shielding them from a crime-infested
neighborhood, getting into the good graces with their parents,
and even offering them advice on how to survive being so
young. Then Diane Lane, who plays the teacher Elizabeth
Wilkes, walks onto the screen, and suddenly Reeve’s character
is back to the same kind of person he was at the start of
the picture: a loathsome and spiteful creature whose bitterness
towards even the simplest things is not just appalling to
watch, but impossible to understand. The movie makes its
setup clear (that O’Neill is flaky, rude and naive all at
the same time), but the script unwittingly reinforces those
aspects just when we think its high time that the character
should start growing up. By the time real progress is made,
we have lost interest.
The
kids are charming (mostly when they’re not spewing out insults
at everyone around them), but they are often sidelined because
the picture cares less about the teamwork and more about
the gambling debt. Diane Lane, meanwhile, offers some respectable
(if very limited) work on screen as a teacher who enjoys
seeing her students push for success, and sometimes even
sees a bright side of Conor beginning to surface (although
judging from his repetitive negative attitude towards her,
we don’t always understand why).
What
of the rest of the picture? Two words: standard stuff. The
premise is uninspired, the conviction is routine, and the
story simply does not follow the path that it should. We
want to know more about these young baseball players: what
their lives are like, why they seem so fearless on the outside,
what they have to put up with in their bad neighborhood,
and most importantly, what it takes for them to work together
as a team. Instead, we wind up with a central focus on a
man whose stupidity gets him into trouble with bookies,
and then traps him into a situation that fails to make him
a better person until the very final moments of the movie.
Talk about a bad value judgment.
©
2001, David Keyes, Cinemaphile.org.
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