No, this is not a masterpiece of cinematic art. And, if you have no interest in an knowledge of baseball, it's probably slow. (Which is nt to say that the real subject of the movie is baseball. Not at all. It's about a father overcoming his shortcomings so that his son can be proud of him. One of the great universal themes.)
But it is, nevertheless, a movie you can watch over and over for all sorts of reasons.
Tonight, when I watched it, I marveled at the fact that it never talks down to its presumably baseball-savvy audience. When the nine year old boy manages the Bisons in their pennant-winning game, the strategy gets fairly complicated and is explained - by a nine year old to two other nine year olds - in all its glorious detail. I find it impossible to believe that today a major studio would be willing to make a movie for such a very specific audience.
In all fairness, though, I suspect that the number of Americans with that sort of detailed interest in and knowledge of baseball has shrunk considerably.
The twelve previous reviewers seem to buy the argument that Billy gets all his insight into getting the best out of players from his father. Yet it is very clear, over and over, that he comes up with much of his advice when he is nowhere near his father. He is just one very perceptive young boy. Maybe with a little help from the same angels who made the contemporaneous movie *Angels in the Outfield* such a joy. Baseball fans obviously believe in magic, or they would not go on rooting for losing teams year after year. (See: *Damn Yankees*)
If you like baseball in the summer, you'll probably like this movie. If you don't, you probably won't.
