Not to start a ruckus....
But:
How is this considered the consensus "Greatest Sports Movie of All Time"?
Am I missing something? Somebody explain how this steaming pile of half-baked sentimentality and amorpheus, quasi-formed characters (Hackman and Hopper excluded) is considered the gold standard by which all other sports movies are judged.
I thought it was contrived, sloppy, disjointed and self congratulatory.
here are just a few reasons why:
1. The character of Jimmy Chitwood, one of the movie's catalysts, has zero development. He's introduced as a shadowy figure, but then nothing is revealed about him over the course of the entire movie. I didn’t care about him for a split second. Its also next to impossible not to take his silence for arrogance, a suspicion which is corroborated in the final moments of the film. Nonetheless, i'm pretty sure we're supposed to root for this guy. Its confusing.
2. Dennis Hopper's performance, while brilliant and moving, is all schmaltz at the end of the day. Furthermore, as one of the only three dimensional characters in the film besides Gene Hackman (one of the great American film actors of all time who could spin gold out of crap) there is real opportunity for redemption here. But he starts a *beep* inspiringly pulls himself up by his bootstraps in the second third of the movie, goes back to being a *beep* and is forgotten about. Its awful.
3. The team's "win streak" comes entirely too quickly and without provocation. It seems way, WAY too easy. One minute they suck and the next they're in the state semifinals. How is this accomplished? Are we to believe that the ragtag group of misfits all of a sudden drink the Kool-Aid, buy into Coach's philosophy and become unbeatable? Unlikely. Which brings me to my next point:
4. Coach Dale is a TERRIBLE COACH. He is, however, a fine father figure and amateur psychologist. When it comes to building self-esteem and character steeped in fine, Anglo centric, Midwestern values, he's all over it. But in the real world, these qualities do not translate into basketball wins. Particularly if your team sucks to begin with.
5. In what is supposed to be a love letter to basketball, the first and only appearance of black people comes at the end of the movie, when they are trotted out as the shadowy, faceless, semi-impenetrable antagonist/opponent in "the big game". They skulk around mysteriously like they're athletes from another planet, striking anxiety into the hearts of our dear white heroes. Its actually one of the more baldly racist moments I’ve ever seen in a modern film. If black players had been featured as opponents throughout the film, that'd be one thing. But the fact that the Hickory Huskers do not face a SINGLE BLACK PLAYER until the final championship game, only to then face a team which is ENTIRELY COMPRISED OF BLACK PLAYERS, revealed to the viewer directly following Dennis Hopper delivery of the first and only line in the movie which directly antagonizes a basketball opponent to the actor playing his son-- "Son, kick their butts".... is pretty unbelievable. This movie is racist hogwash.
6. At the very end of the movie with eighteen seconds left in the game, Coach Dale draws up a play, telling his players that everyone is expecting Jimmy to take the last shot, so they're gonna use him as a decoy and have one of the other players take the last shot. Dismay fills the player's faces as Jimmy steps forward and confidently states "I’ll make it". What sort of message does this send? 1. Its okay to blatantly question your coach's wisdom with eighteen seconds remaining in a winner-take-all game. 2. If you're the star player on your team, you are entitled to EVERY shot at glory available to you. 3. If you AREN'T the star player on your team, don't even think about taking the big shot. You aren't good enough and you'll probably just *beep* it up. Let the alpha dog save the day and try not to get in the way. This moment was PARTICULARLY shocking to me, as I assumed when viewing that last scene that Jimmy would resign himself smartly and dutifully to being a decoy and that another player would make the big shot, thus teaching the valuable lessons of humility and teamsmanship. But no. Jimmy, who I still didn’t give a *beep* about, makes the shot, thus vanquishing the black players back from whence they came (its never really determined.) Incidentally, the "decoy" play that Coach Dale draws up is precisely the play that won the 1997 Chicago Bulls the NBA Title. The defense was gonna be all over Jordan, so in the interest of winning, he deferred to his less heralded teammate Steve Kerr, and they won.
This movie defied every expectation I had for it, which is sad considering the fact that I rented it with nothing but lofty anticipation. In it's potential defense, however, I have a theory as to why it never really had a chance with me. The town of "Hickory" from which our heroes hail, is full of small-minded, myopic, reactionary *beep* Furthermore, the film never makes any move to apologize for these people or to take a stand against their sad, narrow worldview. Coach Dale, of course, does not exhibit these reprehensible qualities, but his players, down to a man, are all unwavering products of this environment. I don’t think the movie endorses the town's values, but it unapologetically asks us to root for them and to care about them, hayseeds and all. It assumes we will love the denizens of Hickory in spite of their small-town vices because they are plain-spoken. They are folksy. They're apple pies and model-Ts and dad with his pipe 'n slippers. Unfortunately, I do not find any of these qualities endearing. Indeed I find them obnoxious even when they are NOT paired with municipally forced homogeneity.
Now I’ve gotta spend 5.95 and rent "Rudy" to get this bad taste out of my mouth.
Now that is a movie.