The Kekambas |
novel.
Now, I understand that film adaptations of books don't need to be dutiful retreads. But, in the case of Hardball, the filmmakers made a series of missteps, and it resulted in a hackneyed tale of personal redemption via sports.
To begin, Keanu Reeves is horribly miscast as the coach, Connor O'Neill. The character in the movie is not a successful professional, but a gambling addict with a drinking problem. Reeves has never been highly regarded for his emotional range, and here, he attempts to emote with the most gratuitous and distracting hand movements I've ever seen in a movie.
Keanu Reeves, talking with his hands. |
The team, of course, is comprised of a ragtag group of kids whose speech is laced with PG-13 profanity, who can't catch or hit, and whose uniforms are vastly inferior to the rest of the teams for no other reason than to remind us of how bad they are. Would you be surprised that the best team in the league has the nicest uniforms, or that they have the league's best hitter, who happens to be at the plate during two crucial at-bats against the Kekembas? Bonus points if you can figure out who comes out on top in these showdowns. An attempt is made to enhance the conflict between these two teams. The opposing head coach is a cartoonish caricature of the overbearing disciplinarian who cares about nothing more than getting his trophy by repeatedly busting players on the Kekambas for petty league rule infractions, but it's so forced that no real tension is produced.
Hardball also suffers from the common underdog sports movie ailment of the team transitioning from utter ineptitude to formidability despite no apparent coaching or strategy that elevates their gameplay. The players simply becomes good because the plot requires the team to appear in the big game at the end. Does Reeves's character know anything about coaching baseball? Aside from a brief scene of him hitting routine grounders and popups to the players, he doesn't provide the team with a lick of baseball insight, advice, or tutelage. Baseball is a complicated game, but you wouldn't know it watching Hardball.
DeWayne Warren as G-Baby |
I'm well aware that my thoughts may come across as dubious with this disclaimer, but I do not hate Hardball. I own the movie and have watched it several times, and I'll admit that I enjoy a standard underdog sports movie as much as the next person. I enjoy the performances of the child actors, the quirky John Hawkes, the radiant Diane Lane, and G-Baby is one of my all-time favorite movie characters. I love the idea of the pitcher who finds his rhythm through Notorious B.I.G.'s "Big Poppa." Hardball could have been so much more, and whether it's the fault of studio heads, the director, or both, this movie had the chance to transcend its genre instead of being another run-of-the-mill offering.
It's been 15 years since Hardball's release; maybe a remake is in order. If this pipe dream of mine were to come to fruition, I hope whoever decides to tackle it doesn't -- pardon the sports axiom -- drop the ball.