“Trouble with the Curve” capitalises on the charisma of America’s favorite past time to achieve the easy grace of peak comfort fair.
Baseball is best in the background. As someone whose understanding of the sport essentially comes through watching “The Sandlot” and “Angels in the Outfield” too much as a kid; I’ve still attended my share of actual baseball games. Why?
Their atmosphere of sparkling predictability.
The ending is not ordained for a matchup, but the atmosphere is always the same. The smell of brats and beer, the slap of the plastic seats, and then - dark comes, the lights turn on - and, no place ever felt so right.
This is same sensation of “Trouble with the Curve.” Directed…