Not your typical baseball movie. Still very good. Pitt will probably win some awards.
Not very many in the theatre to see it.
Not very many in the theatre to see it.
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I saw it early this afternoon.
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Congrats?
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In all seriousness, I thought it was the best movie of the year so far.
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Maybe they should get Sorkin to adapt World War Z...
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However, am I the only one that had a problem with them not giving any mention to Zito (AL Cy Young) or Tejada (AL MVP) being on the team?
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Has any other sports book been as widely influential and as wildly misunderstood as Moneyball? Michael Lewis's 2003 best-seller has now been made into an Oscar-bait movie starring Brad Pitt, who does a passable imitation of an ex-ballplayer merely by shoving half the national tobacco crop into his lower lip. And yet after all this time, Moneyball still causes lots of people to sound like kids who didn't study for the exam.
Let's get this out of the way quickly: Moneyball was not a book about nerds and statistics and butterball catchers who do nothing but walk—not really. It was a book about the temporarily misperceived value of nerds and statistics and butterball catchers who do nothing but walk and, above all, about how to profit off that misperception. Which is to say that, at bottom, Moneyball was a book about a charismatic visionary (Oakland Athletics general manager Billy Beane) who achieved success by exploiting market inefficiencies. This is a conceit known as Every Business Book Ever. The guy sitting next to you on an airplane is reading a book like that. Malcolm Gladwell farts books like that. Moneyball told a simple story and told it wonderfully, but baseball being what it is—a game so thoroughly wrapped in its own bull*****that you'd need a grand jury to find its soul—the book was received as heresy.
And now we get this: a big movie featuring a high-priced mega-celebrity actor, a script polished by the closest thing the job has to a superstar (Aaron Sorkin), and a story arc built on such statistically aberrant phenomena as Oakland's twenty-game winning streak in 2002, which even Beane would say was lucky ***** Even the movie seems not to have read Moneyball.
Sure, Lewis's book encouraged us to find something sentimental in the underdog story of the A's, even though that's the sort of romanticism it also teaches us to avoid. It was only natural that Hollywood would seize on that thread—it's Rudy meets Microsoft Excel! But watch Pitt/Beane work the phones and tell me the movie isn't secretly aching to be Glengarry Glen Ross.
Maybe it's time to start thinking about the book in the same way: It's really a story about hustlers. It's about a cheap ball club that stays cheap because it gets a fat annual revenue-sharing check from teams that aren't, a team that wills itself back into baseball's primordial sludge, operating as if the 1970s—and free agency and all those good things that put more distance between a baseball club and the plantation—never happened. Moneyball consecrated the notion that it's noble to win inexpensively, and in that respect it was great PR for the owners. The league got to pretend that small-market teams aren't just soaking the Yankees on the back end, even if, well, they are. I think Moneyball is one of the greatest sports stories ever told, but I sometimes wonder if the plutocrats who own "small-market" teams get together in a grotto once a year and dance around a leather-bound edition. They're profiting madly off a misperception—and isn't that the most Moneyball thing of all?
Mike Elko at @BCAMC on NIL and the transfer portal: "One of my favorite movies of all time is Moneyball."
— TexAgs (@TexAgs) April 30, 2024
"Brad Pitt utters the line: 'Adapt or die.' That's where we are at in college football right now."
I don't know who Elko's Jonah Hill is, but this sure as hell is the zoo:Cliff.Booth said:
I wonder who Elko's Jonah Hill is. Picturing some nerd with an economics degree helping him sift through the portal. ****ing love Moneyball.
