Saturday, April 09, 2005
If Only Life Imitated Art...
This evening I got to see a new film called Fever Pitch. Apparently it's based on a novel by Nick Hornby of High Fidelity fame, although some adjustments have been made for the American audience. In the original, the main character is a diehard fan of the Manchester Arsenal. Here, the hero, played by Jimmy Fallon, is a diehard fan of the Boston Red Sox. The entire movie is a love letter to the stalwart holdouts of Red Sox Nation, who have suffered long and hard due to their devotion to their team.
Honestly, it was only a passable film...a standard romantic comedy plot with a few standout moments (e.x. a depressed Fallon watching the Buckner footage over and over again...), and the trailers before it were downright painful.
But the movie will hold a special place in my heart now and forever for a very simple reason. How many other movies can you name where an eccentric high school teacher named Ben wins over the beautiful girl and lives happily ever after?
Yeah, me neither.
This evening I got to see a new film called Fever Pitch. Apparently it's based on a novel by Nick Hornby of High Fidelity fame, although some adjustments have been made for the American audience. In the original, the main character is a diehard fan of the Manchester Arsenal. Here, the hero, played by Jimmy Fallon, is a diehard fan of the Boston Red Sox. The entire movie is a love letter to the stalwart holdouts of Red Sox Nation, who have suffered long and hard due to their devotion to their team.
Honestly, it was only a passable film...a standard romantic comedy plot with a few standout moments (e.x. a depressed Fallon watching the Buckner footage over and over again...), and the trailers before it were downright painful.
But the movie will hold a special place in my heart now and forever for a very simple reason. How many other movies can you name where an eccentric high school teacher named Ben wins over the beautiful girl and lives happily ever after?
Yeah, me neither.
