jbr1039
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"The Bad News Bears" came out in 1976, the summer that I started playing little league. I know I am not breaking any new ground when I say that this film is a classic, but hopefully I can educate some of the younger viewers and posters as to how realistic this film is, in some ways.
First of all, I believe that anyone who has ever played organized youth sports has had a Tanner Boyle, Timmy Lupus and a Kelly Leek on their teams. This is just how it is, and for better or worse, it is one of the galvanizing factors that make youth leagues etch themselves indelibly into the memories of all those who have participated in them.
Second of all, kids curse. I don't know who the "nay-sayers" out there are, but they should look back into their own memories and try to figure out just when they learned to use the F-word. If you didn't learn it from your parents, you learned it from other kids. Granted, not all of us knew exactly what the words meant at that age, but we still used them. It was a small measure of rebellion at the age of seven.
When Tanner Boyle makes the comment that the team is filled with "niggers, spics, Jews and now a broad," it would be a crass, hateful comment if it had come from an adult. Yet, as a youth, Tanner gets a laugh because we all know that he doesn't really mean it, he is just repeating what he has heard at home -- not to condone what might have been said over the Boyle dinner table. The proof of this is obvious when Tanner "takes on the seventh grade," and makes a valiant attempt to preserve Timmy Lupus' honor before he gets thrown into a garbage can. Regardless of Tanner's racist remarks about the team, and his shunning of Lupus, "Lupus, why don't you sit over there? (abbr.)" he is willing to fight for those same people.
Third, (sorry for the digression), that's what parents are like. It is a truth that goes down through the ages: when it comes to their children, all adults are a-holes. When it comes time to see their children strive to excel at something, they become the obnoxious, bullying, chest-beating sh**s they have warned their children not to be. For the most part it is an extension to the children for what the parents' couldn't be in the first place, e.g. a good shortstop.
And Fourth: Losing. There is something about those pinstripes and even the moniker "Yankees" that make some of us want to do violent things to a couch. Mind you, I am not a native southerner, nor am I a Red Sox fan. I am just a man who can see the fact that pinstripes and the word "Yankees" symbolizes a corporate juggernaut that tries to annihilate the concept of fair play. For the Bears to ultilmately lose to the "Yankees" is just. They got beat. Perhaps it is an irony that this movie came out one year after the last choppers left Saigon, that defeat was in the air, so to speak.
There was still a message to this movie. A message that I have carried throughout my adult life. A message that Churchill had during the Blitz, and Giuliani had in the post 9/11 rubble. Once again, a line from Tanner Boyle: "Hey Yankees, you can take your trophy and shove it up your ass. Just wait until next year!"
First of all, I believe that anyone who has ever played organized youth sports has had a Tanner Boyle, Timmy Lupus and a Kelly Leek on their teams. This is just how it is, and for better or worse, it is one of the galvanizing factors that make youth leagues etch themselves indelibly into the memories of all those who have participated in them.
Second of all, kids curse. I don't know who the "nay-sayers" out there are, but they should look back into their own memories and try to figure out just when they learned to use the F-word. If you didn't learn it from your parents, you learned it from other kids. Granted, not all of us knew exactly what the words meant at that age, but we still used them. It was a small measure of rebellion at the age of seven.
When Tanner Boyle makes the comment that the team is filled with "niggers, spics, Jews and now a broad," it would be a crass, hateful comment if it had come from an adult. Yet, as a youth, Tanner gets a laugh because we all know that he doesn't really mean it, he is just repeating what he has heard at home -- not to condone what might have been said over the Boyle dinner table. The proof of this is obvious when Tanner "takes on the seventh grade," and makes a valiant attempt to preserve Timmy Lupus' honor before he gets thrown into a garbage can. Regardless of Tanner's racist remarks about the team, and his shunning of Lupus, "Lupus, why don't you sit over there? (abbr.)" he is willing to fight for those same people.
Third, (sorry for the digression), that's what parents are like. It is a truth that goes down through the ages: when it comes to their children, all adults are a-holes. When it comes time to see their children strive to excel at something, they become the obnoxious, bullying, chest-beating sh**s they have warned their children not to be. For the most part it is an extension to the children for what the parents' couldn't be in the first place, e.g. a good shortstop.
And Fourth: Losing. There is something about those pinstripes and even the moniker "Yankees" that make some of us want to do violent things to a couch. Mind you, I am not a native southerner, nor am I a Red Sox fan. I am just a man who can see the fact that pinstripes and the word "Yankees" symbolizes a corporate juggernaut that tries to annihilate the concept of fair play. For the Bears to ultilmately lose to the "Yankees" is just. They got beat. Perhaps it is an irony that this movie came out one year after the last choppers left Saigon, that defeat was in the air, so to speak.
There was still a message to this movie. A message that I have carried throughout my adult life. A message that Churchill had during the Blitz, and Giuliani had in the post 9/11 rubble. Once again, a line from Tanner Boyle: "Hey Yankees, you can take your trophy and shove it up your ass. Just wait until next year!"
This movie shook me on levels that I never knew I had. There is a scene where Julian Sands is listening to opera. I hate opera. My mother listened to opera all when I was growing up. I recognized the piece that J.S. was listening to, from Madama Butterfly, and then went to download it. I guess I realized that a music form that I HATE was much better that this movie. Ummm.. a paralell example? I am allergic to shellfish. If I were put at gunpoint and be asked to watch this movie again, or eat a pound of shellfish, those shrimp wouldn't have a chance!
Just a few comments:
The worst swear words that these outer space rastafarians can come up with is "craplousy?"
Why is gold as precious on the planet "Psychlo" as on Earth?
Why is Travolta's character so demeaning of the "man animals" that he cannot believe that they can learn to use a weapon, but when same "man animals" go and steal gold bars from Ft. Knox and present it as gold that they have smelted themselves, he believes it?
How can Harrier jets run after 1,000 years of sitting and rusting, and how can they be flown by "man animals" who were illiterate days before, and managed to figure out how to fly a plane in two days?
Even more important, what type of "yes" men did Travolta surround himself with who kept blowing sunshine up his rear, telling him that he was doing a good job?
WHY AM I EVEN WASTING MY TIME WITH THIS DRIVEL? If you have HBO and are aspiring to get into the movie industry, watch this movie just to re-assure yourself that ANYONE can make a movie.
The worst swear words that these outer space rastafarians can come up with is "craplousy?"
Why is gold as precious on the planet "Psychlo" as on Earth?
Why is Travolta's character so demeaning of the "man animals" that he cannot believe that they can learn to use a weapon, but when same "man animals" go and steal gold bars from Ft. Knox and present it as gold that they have smelted themselves, he believes it?
How can Harrier jets run after 1,000 years of sitting and rusting, and how can they be flown by "man animals" who were illiterate days before, and managed to figure out how to fly a plane in two days?
Even more important, what type of "yes" men did Travolta surround himself with who kept blowing sunshine up his rear, telling him that he was doing a good job?
WHY AM I EVEN WASTING MY TIME WITH THIS DRIVEL? If you have HBO and are aspiring to get into the movie industry, watch this movie just to re-assure yourself that ANYONE can make a movie.