This review is dedicated to memory of Roger Ebert,
one of the movie reviewer greats (he made movie reviewing virile
and something to be reckoned with!) who died on
Blessed Fr. James Alberione’s 129th birthday, April 4, 2013.
After over 100 years of cinema, film has no patron saint.
Many have been proposed, but the Church has rejected them all.
We are hoping it will be James Alberione who was a filmmaker himself
and wrote much about the power of film.
A new film on the sports career of major league baseball
color-barrier-breaker, Jackie Robinson, is a must-see! The film is simply
called “42,” for Robinson’s Brooklyn Dodgers’ number. Forty-two is the only
number in baseball that has been retired, and is now worn by all MVP players in
commemoration of Robinson’s achievements.
This film should be seen—if possible—on the big screen. It
is a lush, grand period piece with an Aaron Copland-style Americana orchestral
and muted brass soundtrack. BUT this is not a trite, simplistic “let’s project
2013 on 1948” message-film with feel-good, righteous messages about equality.
The concepts and the dialogue are fresh and original. It’s the story of a
reluctant hero (Robinson is played by lookalike Chadwick Boseman*) who just
wanted to play baseball, and a major league baseball executive who just wanted
to win (Branch Rickey is played by Harrison Ford). Writer-director Brian Helgeland
is a genius filmmaker-artist. Check out his eclectic, prolific résumé on
www.imdb.com. Oh, and he graduated from Jesuit
Loyola Marymount University in Los Angeles (considered one of the country’s top
10 film schools), and he’s a New Englander. You know him from the
uber-brilliant “L.A. Confidential,” “Mystic River” and much more.
The cinematography (Don Burgess of “Flight,” “Spiderman,”
“Forrest Gump,” “Enchanted”), color-palette, lighting, etc., is impeccable. If
you like Technicolor and the expansive feel of Hollywood films from the 50’s
and 60’s, then “42” is for you. “42” is baseball’s “Sound of Music.” Without
the music. Even most of the mammoth crowd scenes (in the bleachers) appear to
be real people and not blow-up extras (like “Seabiscuit” used). This film
manages to be grandiose and intimate at the exact same time.
The well-cast ensemble
of characters are interesting, and the whole story is consistent and cohesive.
A gracefully-aged Harrison Ford carries a big part of the drama as the risk-taking
Rickey who hires Robinson. The dialogue is rich and ordinary, surprising and
funny, really has something to say, utterly quotable while avoiding clichés. The
dialogue feels like, well, LITERATURE. Must be because Helgeland is a
well-read, well-spoken New Englander. The time is post-war 40’s, but Helgeland
doesn’t indulge in quippy, overly-stylized, of-the-times banter. Instead, he employs plain talk, and never
falls into anachronistic blunders of using modern-day lingo like so many
screenwriters.
Nothing drags in “42.” Just when things seem most peaceful, discord erupts.
Just when things are most heated, they are resolved, or simmer down.
A ton of expository information is thrown at us in the very
beginning (this seems to be a trend these days—exactly what “Argo” did), with
voice-over and montages. I would rather have jumped into and gotten invested in
the story, the characters, baseball (yuck), and then done some backing up to
explain the state of the Union and the sport.
There are so many organic moments of tension, and the myriad
forms of prejudice, bigotry and downright cruelty manifest exactly what Robinson
was up against from the get-go. There is a slow build of the levels of conflict
and the obstacles he faced. And yet, the overriding tone of the film is one of
joy and success peeking and peering through the lives of determined people who
stuck their necks out and went against the grain. As Rickey muses: Laws can be
broken and people may even think you’re clever if you get away with it, but
break a code, an unwritten law and you’ll never be forgiven. We need to keep
reminding ourselves that the civil rights movement of the 60’s was still a long
way off. Ingrained racist customs (especially, but not exclusively, in the
South), segregation and other discriminatory laws were firmly in place and
enforced.
One of the film’s many sources of humor is the fact that Rickey
is a devout Methodist (like Robinson) and has no problem beating people up with
religion.
Everything about this film feels like it’s coming from a
truly noble and good place.
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*Boseman has managed to keep his birth date off of
www.imdb.com,
something many actors have been trying to do. Somehow he has managed to
commandeer his own page on imdb—it looks like his own promotional set-up. Smart
guy. And a really cute smile. His current residence is Brooklyn.
J
Studied at the British American Dramatic Academy at Oxford. It shows.
OTHER STUFF:
--Best film of 2013.
--Even the typeface choice for the subtitles is perfect.
--Does the trailer look all Hallmark-y? It ain’t. NOT SAPPY.
I repeat: NOT SAPPY.
--Robinson has a great character flaw in the film: his
temper. But so does his perhaps even more feisty wife.
--I really, really dislike baseball, but this film made me
care about it intensely, at least for the duration of the film. J
--This makes me wanna make my hockey movie now more than
ever.
--How did Helgeland light this so well (even the indoor scenes)? Seems like he used lots of natural light streaming through windows....
--All the actors are superb, but Christopher Meloni ("Law & Order: SVU") is a total scene-stealer as Leo Durocher, the Dodgers' manager, who barks out one of the best short tirades against racism ever. :)
--Everything is so well-dramatized. Lots of “showing not
telling,” and nothing is “on the nose.”
--Bring the kids! Especially the boys—so they can see what
real men are made of (and not made of). It’s PG-13 because of language (but no
F-bombs). The Dad in my screening just kept leaning over to his 7-year-old son
each time saying: “That’s a bad word.”
--There are a few false notes, but very few. Like when Robinson
is talking to his newborn son. For our sake.
--In some ways, this film is a study in non-violence.
Creative non-violence. Very creative non-violence. Or rather: “non-violent
action.”
--I’ve always wondered how people of color can STAND being
so maltreated to their faces, especially Black men. I really think it would
make me perpetually angry, bitter, and probably violent. This film will make
you feel that. You will feel all the silent outrage that Robinson feels. AND
also how he chooses to overcome.
--Lots of mini-Oscar moments. Every actor shines. But is it
too early for the Academy to be thinking of 2014?
--I went to Robinson’s alma mater, UCLA!
--The excessive use of the “n” word is really hard to take.
--Things do not just happen “magically” in this film. Things
don’t just work out all hunky-dory.
--Grown-ups made this film.
--Well-crafted. Mature but accessible. Satisfying.
Enriching. Entertaining. We get to spy on how good, quality people think and
act and react behind closed doors. Not facile.
--OMGosh. The CYO! But this is EXACTLY the moralistic clout
the Catholic Church had over sports, films and all kinds of stuff in the public
arena/public life at the time. One of our elderly Sisters talks about
letter-writing campaigns Catholic schools all across the country would have
students do to protest stuff.
--Such unfair PRESSURE Robinson was under as a trailblazer….
--Good for EVERYONE to remember, and kids to learn, the
dismal depths of racism in this country not long ago.
--It’s amazing how far filmmaking has come. “Brian’s Song”
can’t even begin to hold a candle to “42.”
--Interesting article on why not as many Blacks in baseball
today:
http://www.time.com/time/magazine/article/0,9171,2139711,00.html
(A negative side-effect of the dissolving of the “Negro leagues” meant less
community investing/viewing/enthusiasm. Also mentions that initiation into
baseball tends to be a father-son thing, and the African-American community is
sorely lacking in fathers that are present. Also, with the
professionalization/travel in children’s sports, baseball has become expensive.
There are also fewer safe outdoor spaces for kids to play/learn to play.)
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Chicago Tribune's Kass wants u to take your kids/teens to "42" (Jackie Robinson):
--Jackie Robinson's Widow, Rachel, Says "42" Gets It Right
http://www.latimes.com/entertainment/movies/moviesnow/la-et-mn-42-jackie-robinson-20130407,0,2311900.story
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