Pinball: The Man Who Saved the Game

"You can't win. The point is to have fun." So says a young college student in a bar to fellow student (and Pinball-curious) Roger Sharpe. I suddenly thought about how over the course of my life I'd heard similarly simple (and yet arguably equally profound) sayings by Joseph Campbell and Wayne Dyer (and others)... but I'd never heard anyone use Pinball as a metaphor for how to live life to its fullest.

Now I know what you're probably thinking: How hokey! Especially if there are more such thinly-disguised metaphors in the movie (and there are). But somehow they don't come across as hokey or off-putting, but rather -- as I indicated -- almost profound. I guess this is due to the skill of the actors and the scene writing, including how the sayings seem gently sprinkled onto (while also organically arising from) the (often humorous) scenes. (By contrast, grandma's roller-coaster metaphor near the end of "Parenthood" was so in-your-face that (to me at least) only Steve Martin's extreme reaction, followed by making a following scene almost seem like it was taking place on a roller coaster, made it work.)

The movie mostly takes place in the 1970's, when Roger was in this twenties, but it starts with a present-day (70-ish) Roger Sharpe answering an interviewers questions, a la old Rose in "Titanic". And occasionally he does voice-overs, or we momentarily come back to the present day for him to answer a question from the interviewer. But more often he suddenly appears (a la "Annie Hall") in a 1970's scene with his younger self and others (generally unnoticed by his younger self and the other characters) to talk to us about the scene, sometimes adding additional information (usually humorous) or commentary -- including at times correcting the way "Hollywood" has embellished the moment!

My favorite example is at a critical point in the movie -- I won't say exactly what to avoid being too spoilery. Suffice to say that when the moment goes well there is (as Monty Python used to say) much rejoicing. To the point where I almost expected to see (a la "The Natural") a light fixture explode, raining pseudo-fireworks down on everybody as a grinning cherubic kid looks like he too is about to literally explode with delight. Fortunately before things could get that nauseating the present-day Roger Sharpe cuts in and makes them re-do the scene reaction like it actually happened: still very exuberant, but much more realistic and true to life and ultimately thus far more meaningful. For, as Sharpe indicates, there are few things in life more meaningful than a getting a person to change a long-held belief... and few things more satisfying and beautiful than beholding the subtle look in his or her eye at that exact moment.

There is an occasional running bit throughout the movie whereby the present-day interviewer asks present-day Sharpe to get back to the Pinball story (when he starts to "digress" to much about his girlfriend Ellen and her kid). But then at the end, when the Pinball story is over and present-day Sharpe is about to get up from the chair, the interviewer stops him and asks him about what happened with the girl. Which is exactly what we in the audience wanted, as the movie is so well done that by we've now become as invested in their relationship (or even more so) as in the original Pinball story.

(Speaking of how well done this movie is, every actor is superb, as are the writing, direction, cinematography, sound and so forth. I have omitted the traditional parenthetical mention of everyone because I figure by the time someone reads this user review they are probably already familiar from the IMDB listing itself and other reviews who everyone is.)

Anyway, I'm ashamed to admit that when the present-day Roger Sharpe told the interviewer how well things worked out (slight spoiler below), the cynic in me said "oh, come on" and started to wonder if the whole girlfriend story had been seriously embellished -- or perhaps even been made up out of whole cloth.

After all, I'm less than a generation younger than Sharpe, and every single one of my friends from high school is either divorced (and generally with tremendous hatred toward their ex spouse!) or, like me, never found anyone to begin with and now live fairly barren lives. Now granted this is probably in part due to my friends and I being raised in the decade of stagflation, with endless talk of the energy crisis and the alleged dire population explosion and so forth. We were encouraged to postpone marriage and kids and focus on survival (ideally through good grades, a college degree and good-paying job). It was radically different than, say, for the generation before mine, when apparently (from what I understand the 50's were like) people tended to get married and have kids right after high school. But for me and my friends, we assumed that by waiting we'd be far better off in the long run. After all, it was hard to think of marriage and kids when (as in my family) the gas or electricity was occasionally shut off, along with the occasional eviction. (Not to mention the family car being only used by my dad to get to work... NOT for us teens to "waste gas" by going on dates.) Of course we all assumed that someday we'd get married and have kids... but for many of us someday never came.

So seeing Sharpe fall into (seemingly without much effort on his part) such a strong love story -- complete with an 11-year-old pinball-loving kid -- with somebody who was so helpful in his efforts to achieve his (as well as her own) dreams (via everything from her touch typing skills to her inspirational know-what-you-want-and-go-for-it attitude) seemed to me like Hollywood schmaltz. And thus as the lights went up and the credits rolled part of me was wondering why the filmmakers had apparently given into schmaltz despite the entire movie before that overtly (via present-day Sharpe) reigning in any such attempts to "go Hollywood".

Thankfully I had the tremendous good fortune to be at a screening that was followed by a Q&A session with the real Roger Sharpe. And when a few minutes into it he suddenly introduced his wife (and mentioned the two kids that they had indeed had together) the entire audience spontaneously and vigorously applauded. And while I can't say for certain as my vision had become obscured, through the tears in my eyes I got the sense that there wasn't a dry eye in the house.

Olympia, WA

We wore the clothes. We stretched to places we'd never before seen or known. Polyester. Damn. I want that sweater.

We played the game. We hoped to win. We watched the steel ball bounce, and dance and ping and sway.

The Greyhound bus depot had a cafe and one pinball machine. We learned how to tilt, to cheat, and to love the game. Sorry for the cheating. Thank you for the winning.

We ate. Sometimes it was food, and other times it was sustenance. Mostly it was survival. Pinball gave us hope.

Corn dogs.

The Future was ours, until it wasn't.

Amen. God. Whatever. Pinball is alive and it lives within all of us. If you have a machine to sell, we'll buy it. May Be.

I cannot believe 'Pinball: The Man Who Saved the Game' does not even have a wikipedia page. The best lowest budget film I've watched. It's just so wholesome and whole and complete. Every element of the movie is doing its job. Foremost, the story is well organized with clear plot development yet it's not simple. Old Roger's narration in interview form and during the interaction with past Roger are the right amount of diversion to add more fun (and still be neat). Editing and the pace of the film are very up-to-date. They contribute to the upbeat and witty atmosphere of the movie. The color palette and the costume are trendy and vintage at the same time. They are old-time but not outdated. Message and theme are clear: taking a shot. It's hidden in pinball and manifested through Roger's work and relationship. Finally, MIKE FAIST.. He can act, man. He can lead 90 minutes of work with brilliant chemistry with his co-stars. His conveyance of emotion of Roger and his relationship with others seem genuine. The role really suits him because it can bring out his theater-ish personality.

You will only ever focus on one thing, the fake moustache, the highly ridiculous moustache, that moustache.

It will distract you from the main character, Roger Sharpe (Mike Faist) despite sitting uncomfortably on his face.

Mr. Sharpe, (Dennis Boutsikaris) Roger's older self and fourth wall breaking narrator, will never mention it but we know that he knows, how could he not?! He's right next to the thing, a lot.

Moustache has one skill, pinball. Learnt in a student bar and rediscovered in New York, the moustache wants to play. But New York doesn't like pinball, it's obviously a vice so must be hidden in the backrooms of 'adult' stores.

What follows is a really interesting, tongue in cheek journey in the quest to liberate the flippers and their corresponding steel balls.

Well worth a watch, but that moustache?! It can't be unseen, sadly.

A few years ago a guy made a rather amazing ball machine that played music. Over the ensuing months, my FB feed was packed with "have you seen this?" It was sweet, it was funny, it was relentless.

And it's about to happen again. But for the record, yes, I've seen this, on the day it came out. My wife was reluctant at first - on seeing the title, she presumed it would be a nerd-fest like "A Fistful of Quarters - The King Of Kong" - but she was pulled onboard in the first 30 seconds.

We loved all of it. A piece of history told better than I could, and with a lot of stuff I didn't know, and a lot of Hollywood "treatment" to liven it up, and a determination make sure the audience knew the truth anyhow.

You don't have to be a pinball person to love this movie. It's beautifully shot, well directed, with credible characters and a story most of us haven't heard.

But if you love pinball as I do, it's even better.