Well, I fell asleep. Twice.
Kevin Costner. Dud.
While this wasn’t my favorite movie in the least, I can definitely understand why it’s a classic, and why many different kinds of people love to watch it.
The separation of generations is even brought up within the film, how fathers and sons cannot bond due to their very different eras. What’s reassuring in the end is that you can be a cranky old man from the golden age, you can be a baby boomer child of the sixties, or you can be just a little kid of the late 80s, you can still love baseball. I think that if this string that ties it all together were the love of Degas, ER, or Cadbury Mini Eggs rather than baseball, I might not have fallen asleep.
Regardless, baseball has forever been known as the classic American past-time. I’ve learned to appreciate sports in general for the simple reason that it brings people back outside, off their personal screens and up on their feet. In an ever changing world, the sports culture has always had the same ability to draw people together. The rules haven’t changed, but it still hasn’t lost it’s ability to create revenue. (This could also show how little I know about sports, so forgive me). But if I’m right, then I truly think that it’s something to be thankful for.
So many great aspects of the past, particularly in the 20th century, have started to lose enthusiasm. For example,the best example, going to the movie theatre, handwritten letters, reading a book and breaking the binding, or playing board games. Is it just because these were the things that were a part of my childhood, and I’m just growing up? I don’t think so, because kids nowadays aren’t dying to play with beanie babies like my sisters and I were.
And dare I say, in a world that I wasn’t even a part of, there seemed to be a common decency and politeness in people. Nowadays, every thought is a crime if not shared, there’s no propriety really anymore, or perhaps these old movies I’ve watched a million times have painted an ideal world for me to only dream of which to be a member. All I can do is hold on to those standards, realize what is great about the world today. And I’m not really this cynical, I know there are a great many things about my era. But what can I say, I’m old fashioned.
Oh yeah, Field of Dreams.. merr.