Rockford Peaches: Batter up, hear that call. The time has come for one and all… to play ball. We’re the members of the All American League. We come from cities near and far. We’ve got Canadians, Irish ones, & Swedes. We’re all for one, we’re one for all, we’re all American. Each girl stands, her head so proudly high. Her motto “Do or Die”. She’s not the one to use or need an alibi. Our chaperones are not too soft; they’re not too tough. Our managers are on the ball. We’ve got a President who really knows his stuff. We’re all for one, we’re one for all, we’re all American.
Once upon a time I had a boss who insisted that I looked like Geena Davis.
That’s really it for any relevant stories about a League of Their Own. I just never watched it. My mom was never interested in sports movies and I swear she hates half of this cast. My dad enjoys sports movies with plot points that he can relate to personally (Field of Dreams and Ray playing baseball with his dad, ooof). For those of you who are thinking, “HOW did you miss this movie, it is always on television,” look: unless it’s a movie that I already love (Ghostbusters II) or am actively curious about (Casino), I don’t like watching movies on television.
Kevin and I had plans to see A League of Their Own at a movie in the park night in Austin, but I decided to skip because I don’t want to spend a minute outside in this heat. I’m a baby. Unfortunately we were reduced to watching this movie on television, and that really affected my enjoyment of the movie. It seemed like the entire picture didn’t fit into the screen so in scenes where it seemed like all of the action was happening in the picture, the camera would show half of the scene and then awkwardly sweep over to the other half. It looked terrible. With the censored swear words and the commercials that broke up dramatic scenes, viewing the movie was a mediocre experience. I liked the movie well enough but I would have had a stronger connection watching the actual movie straight through.
This movie started out with another strike against it: being promoted as a film “from the team that brought you BIG” was not exactly a plus for me. I went in expecting another movie that I just wouldn’t get, so I was pleasantly surprised that I enjoyed it.
The acting was exceptional, and as only my third (or so) experience seeing Tom Hanks in a comedy I’m starting to believe that I like him even more in comedies than I do dramas. I expected this movie to be sappy knowing the little I know about Penny Marshall and it REALLY was, particularly the ending. I believe that this movie could have done without the mushy beginning and end scenes, but that’s just me and I’m a grouch.
This movie missed the mark with me a little considering my lack of emotional connection. I feel feelings; I take pride in my extreme emotional reactions to everything. The only time I felt any sort of emotion was when Betty found out about her husband’s death and even then I wasn’t extremely sad. I also have a little sister and assumed that I’d relate to the competitive nature between sisters [NOTE: I ADORE MY SISTER] but I couldn’t identify at all. I’m not a robot so I really blame the distractions from watching the movie on TV.
This movie is about a really interesting part of baseball history but it’s filmed in a way that anyone, even those who don’t like sports, can enjoy it. I wish I liked it or connected with it more and I plan to give it a second chance, as long as I watch it on DVD next time. The moral of this story: movies on TV are ONLY for movies you have seen before. Or Showgirls (can you say ‘special effect bras?). So it is written, so it shall be done.
Madonna as Mae Mordabito
Face palm moment: So the only Madonna movie I’ve seen was Evita, which I actually loved (granted, I am an annoying musical theatre alum). With her top billing on the posters I expected her to have a much bigger role. I was a little disappointed that she didn’t have that much screen time because I love pre-British accent Madonna. Also, girl, you look fabulous in your brown hair. Dye it back.
Favorite part: The onfield action was really fun to watch. Oh dear, can you imagine doing anything like that in skirts? I remember playing softball and learning to slide, and even with my sliding pads and shorts I thought I was going to die. I can barely handle wearing a skirt in an office. Dang.
The “I missed that in pop culture trivia” moment: Penny Marshall, she’s the woman from those late 90s KMart commercials, right?
(JK, JK, I’ve seen a Laverne and Shirley episode. Get off my back.)
Regrettable tardiness scale (out of 10): 9 out of 10 because it’s one of the movies that freaks everyone out when I admit I haven’t seen it. I really think I need to give it a second shot to say whether or not I really enjoyed it.
[Editor’s Note: Kevin says that when I watch these movies and don’t like them, it’s because I miss the connection. In my opinion, classic/good films are those that you can watch and enjoy at any point. What do you think? Let me know in the comments.]