Review of 'Eephus': a baseball day in all its glory that fades

The weekend warriors on their beloved Battlefield of Massachusetts, fighting a west sun, form the hot list of “Eephus” of “Eephus”, the attractive toasted of Carson Lund's beer of a baseball image on a last confrontation of a small town in a ball park that soon hurries.

The title, taken from the rich glossary of the hobby, refers to an armed launch of a deliberately disappointing speed that confuses the dough. However, what has been launched here has enough in curvature wonderfully lived, air and tempo to prevent them from deviating from the course.

Baseball films are often designed for the moments of glory of great game, have forgotten the part that is like a afternoon capture game. (Something of the “Bull Durham” filmmaker Ron Shelton obtained, certainly). Lund, making his debut at the director after establishing himself as a remarkable director of independent photography (more recently on “Christmas Eve in Miller's Point”) he is a fan of recreational vibano fans to favor that atmosphere of the league alone to favor that atmosphere of Sun, swigs and swats (literature and type of Forest-Talking-Talking-Talking-Talking-Talking-Thashing-Tus-Talking Narry) narrate. His ventilation and bittersweet fall of a film is much better for it.

It is not that the Visitor River Dogs, led by the founder of Calm Graham (Stephen Radochia), do not want to crush the painting of the Adler's team, and vice versa, in this last confrontation before a school is erected in its precious diamond. As a brilliant October is developed, the contest is mixed with an inevitable sense of inevitability, but not enough for these chums once a week to feel the situation unnecessarily. Especially when an adequate mockery can give it an advantage, or at least a good laugh.

It is a real set: Altmansque with a little eccentricity of Richard Linklater. The most prominent include Keith William Richards, David Pridemore and Theodore Bouloukos in different tones of Grizzledness attractiveness, with a hilarious appearance of the former launcher of the Red Sox Bill “Spaceman” reads as an intellector that is like the guest to turn in a varieties program of the old school. Lund directs Greg Tango's cinematography towards panoramic screen compositions and gentle monitoring of autumn poetry, which allows each soul tired a ruminative close-up with its very detailed micro-diamas on the finest points of the game, the annoying features of someone or the general indignities of life.

“Eephus”, which Lund wrote with Michael Enough and Nate Fisher (which also plays the reliever who explains the title of the film, a lazy and pendant launch) is set in the 1990s, but the only real tracks are cars and a boombox. The constant radio talk, which includes the unlikely voice that announces the voice of the legendary documentaryist Frederick Wiseman, does not give the time, nor the hairstyles of the younger characters, since the salmones and the ridiculous forgive. And that very thumb score platform, in which the Franny League League (a memorable Blake cliff) pencils in balls, strikes and runs from its folding table, could be the personal choice of a veteran.

In other places, median accessories (belly, careless beards, intransigence, teasing, a resigned air) are as timeless for human comedy as the melancholic notion that all things are exhausted: daylight, the hours of a rented UMP, a 12 packages, an irritable patience. Baseball rules, of course, challenge time, and “Eephus” encompasses Malidism as a virtue, almost to failure. Go to take a hot dog or drink halfway. Lund's antiproy-narrative rhythm encourages him. That is also baseball.

However, as is the risk that you will miss that home run or, in this case, that exquisitely framed shot or a wonderfully exasperated look. Perhaps the most rewarding quality “Eephus” is shown as a sports film in the Hall of Fame of the first bullet is the dedication of Lund and the company to be what they are: celebrants without a sense of something ephemeral but lasting. They just want to take a good look at everything before it fades completely.