[after his parents have left, thinking he is ill] "They bought it. Incredible! One of the worst performances of my…
A piece of paradise a half block wide and a whole summer long.
Scotty Smalls moves to a new neighborhood with his mom and stepdad, and wants to learn to play baseball. The neighborhood baseball guru Rodriquez takes Smalls under his wing. They fall into adventures involving baseball, treehouse sleep-ins, the desirous lifeguard at the local pool, the snooty rival ball team, and the travelling fair.
Performances : 6.7/10
Story : 9.2/10
Production : 8.7/10
Overall : 8.2/10
The Sandlot does something nearly perfectly that most films could only ever hope to accomplish. It captures a moment. That period during your childhood where everything is possible, no matter how impossible. That desire to never want to grow up because it could never get better. That feeling of wonder and awe that even the smallest thing could inspire. In all seriousness it's like Goonies but with baseball in it. Since I'm very much into baseball this film just hits home in a way that most other "kids movies" won't ever manage to do.
It's not particularly well acted, but it's really just a bunch of kids having…
Nostalgia Bias: Arto’s Childhood Revisited (#3)
"...This is baseball. You gotta stop thinking. Just have fun. If you were having fun, you would've caught that ball."
I knew it was inevitable in revisiting childhood nostalgia that I would come across at least a few turds, but the last movie I reviewed infuriated me so much, I had to watch something I knew I’d love.
I never liked baseball. In the preteen years, my father would try his hardest to make me love it as much as him, but it was never my thing, and his persistence only made me hate the sport altogether. Despite not being a sports fan, I couldn’t help but see loads of kids sports movies as…
"The Sandlot," with its honey-dipped palette and period design that evokes the mythic innocence of 1962, is a sweet and rambunctious tale of friendship, baseball, and the adventures that both offer. While not remarkable cinematically, the film is solidly made. Where it excels is in its characters and themes, both of which reminding us all of people we've known and places we've been.
Review In A Nutshell:
Sandlot is a children’s classic by this point, arguably right up there with films like Stand By Me, Home Alone, and My Girl; films that capture the heart and imagination of youth. These are film that are best suited when initially viewed as a young child, my exposure to the film came in bits and pieces in the last couple of years due to my sister falling in love with it, she even has a baseball with a “signature” of Babe Ruth. Clearly it has impacted her in such a way that manages to get past the lingering flaws that runs in this film.
Sandlot’s plot begins with a monologue, tracking back the event of an…
It is easy to understand how The Sandlot became a nostalgic childhood classic for entire generations. It has baseball, goofy characters, nostalgia, funny moments, life lessons and still more baseball.
The film starts off strong with its 1960s nostalgia and the introduction of its characters. In fact this is the most enjoyable point in the movie as Smalls begins to find himself playing ball with this ragtag group of misfits.
However, the story soon sputters out of steam and despite a sentimental ending there is little to hold it together. But there is no reason to over analyze. Just sit back and enjoy the show. You're killing me Smalls! Yaya.
You can hate baseball and still adore this movie. That takes some skill! Or nostalgia. Regardless, this is still one of the most enjoyable adolescent/sports flicks I've ever seen. It holds up so well at my current age. What was once hilarious and relatable coming of age movie is now an adorable, feel-good session. Still has one of the best chase sequences and childhood insult matches ever. Glad it didn't succumb to 90's nostalgia lameness like many of our other fallen comrades of old...
- The Spork Guy
Apenas recordaba The Sandlot, pero una escena se me había quedado en lo profundo, quizás porque fui una persona precoz en materia de sentimientos. Cuando Michael 'Bizco' Palledorous realiza su peligrosa hazaña solo para robarle un beso a Wendy, la salvavidas. Es una secuencia brillante, que resumen la mezcla de inocencia y curiosidad de la edad, el crecimiento, y la fuerza de la naturaleza en desarrollo. Ya no hacen películas como estas, donde el único inconveniente es la misma imaginación de los chicos, capaces de inventar una historia increíble acerca de un depredador que es en realidad un perro como todos.
It is a snare to say rashly, "It is holy,"
and to reflect only after making vows. -Pv 20.25
A group of summer rapscallions band together, create their own myths and legends (see Joseph Campbell's "The Power of Myth" for greater depth), aspire to dreams of greatness, and live with the joy of youth, each other, and baseball.
While living in community in the sweltering, dusty heat, the boys develop an intriguing system of dialogue, meaning, and conquest. They idolize their heroes, but end up becoming more of themselves. Glory is to hit a baseball outside of the sandlot. Fear is to retrieve it. Love is to pretend you're drowning. Being bad is to chew tobacco and throw it up. Being good is to roast a marshmallow. Having friends is getting your jeans dirty. Everything is a big deal, and it shouldn't be any other way.
FORRRREVVVVERRRRRR love this movie.
Pretty generic for what this is. It conjures all the nostalgic feelings it aims to and works on that level. Doesn't quite hit the reality of being a kid like the Bad News Bears though. A little to much time spent on the beast story I felt. A nice movie however and a fun watch.
Really disappointed with the sporadic misogyny ("You play ball like a girl," and Squints kissing the lifeguard played a lot more heroic before I learned words like "consent"), but this movie is often hysterically funny and genuinely moving (especially when Benny is slowly welcoming Smalls into the tribe).
I'd also never noticed that this is the rare movie in which the hero and the protagonist are different characters. It's a coming-of-age story for Smalls, but Benny is the real star. (Notice his placement on the poster.) His steady dedication to practicing every summer and his ultimate act of bravery (after his beatific vision of Babe Ruth empowers him to stand up against the Beast) makes this a movie about how witnessing/brushing up against greatness can make for as good of a story as actually achieving greatness can.
When I was a kid, I was all like, "Yeah, yeah. Wendy Peffercorn... (oYo)!!!"
Now that I'm an adult, not much has changed.
"But every time we walked by after that, the lifeguard looked down from her tower, right over at Squints, and smiled"
Charming movie with references to the good ol days of having fun with our buddies and engaging in mischief and being a kid was the best thing in the world. I loved the soundtrack! and Wendy Peffercorn of course!
Misogynistic, blindly nostalgic, and so obvious in its beats it is sickening. This is a terrible movie, where not even the filmaking, which is stupidly mediocre, can make up for the banal themes.
Ignoring the hefty drama-crap that's found so often in sport movies, The Sandlot is a perfect rendition of a feel-good and heartwarming coming-of-age film. The story may be loose and somewhat immaterial, but that's in thought of a sport movie. Unquestionably, it's a series of amusing and nostalgic events; a feel-good anthem with simple yet effective words; a movie where the people come before the sport.
The Sandlot dissects the nostalgia of childhood; where memories were forever lost and remembered, and where friends were the best of friends. It's one that I'll cherish forever.
With so many reviews on the site now it is easy to miss the good ones so I thought a…