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by Rob Gonsalves

"A solid homer."
4 stars

What wins baseball games? According to "Moneyball," based on Michael Lewisí nonfiction bestseller, itís whoever can get onto first base. Thatís it.

Looking for expensive star players ó men with athletic flash and power ó wonít cut it for a team like the Oakland Athletics, which doesnít have the budget to compete with iconic outfits like the Yankees or the Red Sox. As the film starts, the Aís are about to lose three major players to New York and Boston. The teamís general manager Billy Beane (Brad Pitt) listens to his scouts talk about possible replacements ó this guyís ďtools,Ē that guyís arm. Beane thinks this is beside the point, but he doesnít quite know how, yet. A chance meeting with Cleveland Indians bean-counter (and composite character) Peter Brand (Jonah Hill) lifts the veil from Beaneís eyes. He becomes obsessed with going after cheaper players who can get onto first base. Thatís it.

This is all laid out simply enough for us sports illiterates to understand and appreciate. Moneyball is, in part, a David and Goliath story: the scrabbling Aís against the teams with fat checkbooks for shiny players. As it happens, a winning team needs neither ó just good craft backed by science, the number-crunching of sabermetric analysis. I have a friend whoís both an accountant and a baseball fan, and Moneyball would probably be his new all-time favorite movie if it showed a little more of the statistical elbow grease involved in actually sussing out what a player can offer a team. The movie glides over it, focusing on the Don Quixote and Sancho Panza team of Beane and Brand. The windmill Beane tilts at is the institutionalized, hidebound methods that have ďalways worked,Ē except for when they donít. Sabermetrics might not work all the time either, but at least they veer closer to the goal of winning a game than to star-fucking.

Director Bennett Miller has a flat, journalistic approach, which didnít work at all for me in his previous film, Capote, which deserved more style. But not only does it work for this material, itís true to it. Itís meat and potatoes, no flash, and the 47-year-old Brad Pitt is photographed to bring out the sags and wrinkles in that former baby face. Thereís no romance to the movie, no fantasy, just men in smelly drab rooms worrying about losing both the game and their jobs. The game itself is shown glancingly or in pixellated video footage ó thereís no big win that everything hinges on; the closest we get is the suspense (for those who werenít paying attention back in 2002) over whether the Aís will break the record of nineteen consecutive wins. But even this doesnít matter: as Beane says, the game that matters is the last one. Nobody but baseball wonks remembers the rest.

Moneyball is a fine, strong, adult movie, and its theme can easily apply to any number of other walks of life. Essentially, itís about the friction between the monks slouching over calculators and the generous bellies (like Philip Seymour Hoffmanís manager Art Howe) full of instinct and intuition. In the end, as in life, neither comes out definitively on top. The dialogue (by Steven Zaillian and Aaron Sorkin) is fast, cynical, but workmanlike ó this is a culture of men who donít talk to hear themselves talk. (Women barely exist here, though Beaneís musically gifted daughter, played by the appealing Kerris Dorsey, indicates why Beane isnít in a rush to leave Oakland.)

For a movie about literal game-changers, "Moneyball" doesnít have the cold dazzle of something like "The Social Network" (to which it has been compared), but it doesnít need it; indeed, I enjoyed "Moneyball" more. Itís not clever, it doesnít traffic in literary symbols. Itís about grown-ups and what they do for a living. This sort of thing is not currently in abundance at the multiplex.

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User Comments

3/26/15 Robert Tschinkel finally a baseball movie about humans and the emotions they experience in this game 4 stars
10/10/13 Simon 3.5, so rounds up. Accessible & tightly written, but some oversights/liberties glaring 4 stars
2/26/12 Monday Morning You'll never leave your seat. Excellent! 5 stars
2/10/12 RueBee would watch it again 4 stars
11/16/11 Steve Capell GREAT movey for those that love baseball. 4 stars
10/15/11 Suzz Not a great film but it was good baseball movie 4 stars
10/10/11 Darkstar i wanted to like it, but it was so slow. 3 stars
9/24/11 Toni Oakland 5 stars
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