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Friday, June 17, 2016

Ghosts Stealing Third Base In The Corn Field


“The Voice is back.” ~ Ray Kinsella 
“Oh, Lord. You’re supposed to build a football field now?” ~ Annie Kinsella

“Man, I did love this game. I’d have played for food money. It was the game.... the sound, the smells. Did you ever hold a ball or glove to your face?” ~ Shoeless Joe Jackson

“We just don’t recognize life’s most significant moments while we’re happening. Back then I thought, well, there’ll be other days. I didn’t realize that was the only day.” ~ Doc Graham

“The one constant through all the years, Ray, has been baseball. America has rolled by like an army of steamrollers. It has been erased like a blackboard, rebuilt and erased again. But baseball has marked the time. This field, this game: it’s part of our past, Ray. It reminds us of all that was good and that could be again.” ~ Terrence Mann

“Is this heaven?” ~ John Kinsella 
“It’s Iowa.” ~ Ray  
“Iowa? I could have sworn this was heaven.” ~ John


The 1989 fantasy drama Field Of Dreams has established itself as a beloved classic, particularly around Father’s Day, and is, among other things, a supernatural tale, a story of the power of dreams and magic,  and a sentimental (in the best of ways) analogy about life. It boasts a terrific cast who fit their roles perfectly, and is based on the novel Shoeless Joe, by W.P. Kinsella, who wrote his surname into the characters and would end up having a good deal of input into the film adaptation.


The film introduces us to Ray and Annie Kinsella (Kevin Costner and Amy Madigan), a couple in their thirties who have settled down to a quiet life of corn farming in Iowa. They have a daughter, Karin (Gaby Hoffmann), and are content to live away from the busy city and feel the grass grow. Ray is out in his field one day, however, when he hears a voice, just a whisper, telling him, “if you build it, he will come.” Ray doesn’t quite know what to make of it- was he hearing things? Have other farmers heard weird things in the back forty?


The voice is persistent, and Ray sees a vision- a baseball diamond carved into his field of corn, and with it, perhaps the return of the disgraced but legendary Chicago White Sox player “Shoeless” Joe Jackson (Ray Liotta), who’d been a hero to Ray’s late father, with whom Ray had unresolved issues. While his wife is sceptical, she lets him go ahead and build the diamond. And one night, the family spots a baseball player in their diamond. It’s Jackson himself, a ghost somehow come back to vivid life.


Director Phil Alden Robinson wrote the screenplay and helmed the production. The narrative of the book is closely adapted (with one major character having a name change). It might surprise the casual viewer that the author of a story so deeply entrenched with Americana is in fact Canadian- W.P. Kinsella was born and raised a Canadian, and continues to live here. Robinson had first read the acclaimed book after publication, bringing it to the attention of producers Lawrence and Charles Gordon.


The themes of dreams, hope, family, and possibility play out throughout the film, and Robinson’s screenplay, filled with advice from Kinsella, is a strong one. It invests the characters and dialogue with a strong sense of character and authenticity- the old time ball players sound exactly like you’d expect them to sound, while the reclusive pacifist writer comes across as one might think of him. There’s never really an explanation for why these baseball players are able to turn up in this field, or anything else that occurs during the film- nor does there need to be an explanation. The audience accepts it for what it is, and accepts the poetic vision of where the film ends up, simply because the film is that good.


Robinson had a number of earlier directing and writing credits to his name- among them the screenplay for the delightful Steve Martin and Lily Tomlin comedy All Of Me. After this film, his resume would end up including Sneakers, The Sum Of All Fears, and Band Of Brothers. He shot the film on location, mostly in Iowa and Illinois (with some work in Boston around Fenway Park), crafting a baseball diamond into a corn field. The filming process gives things that strong authenticity- rather than be on a set, you feel like you’re among stalks of corn, or on a lit diamond late at night (Jackson’s remarks about the lights feeling out of place ring true as well). The ghostly baseball players might be dead, but they’re real enough, looking like they stepped out of a period photo in their uniforms, and the performances fit in with the authentic mood of the rest of the film- the actors carry themselves physically as baseball players. Robinson also enlisted James Horner for the music score- a perfect choice, as the composer gave one of his finest scores, quiet at times, melodic and dream like.


There’s a dual role in the film, with two actors playing the same character decades apart. Frank Whaley plays a young Archie “Moonlight” Graham, a brash young player eager to get in the game, seemingly before his one shot at the major leagues (in 1922), who encounters Ray (and seems oblivious to what to his eyes should be a vehicle decades ahead of his time. The actor plays him as wide eyed when he finds himself face to face with big players he would have known, and just a little bit cocky at the same time.


His elderly counterpart, Doc Graham, is played by Burt Lancaster in one of his final roles. It’s a wonderful character, an elderly Minnesota doctor late in life (and a ghost, at that). Decades earlier he had his one chance in the major leagues, but those days are long behind him. He’s satisfied with his life- his remark about had he only been a doctor for fifteen minutes being a tragedy rings true- and yet he’s never forgotten what baseball meant to him. Lancaster invests the role with a quiet wisdom and a twinkle in the eye. It’s tremendously likeable character- and one, it turns out, that’s based somewhat in a real doctor.


Ray Liotta plays the pivotal role of “Shoeless” Joe Jackson in different ways. The character is based on the real man, the disgraced ball player who was kicked out of the game but insisted he’d done no wrong, and taken in a different direction. Here he’s a ghost, the first of numerous ball players who come to the diamond. Liotta gives the character an enigmatic quiet wisdom at times in the way he plays Jackson, while also playing him as a bit coarse, sure of himself, and ultimately yearning for the game he loved. It’s my favourite role for him.


James Earl Jones gets a great role as the reclusive writer Terrence Mann. In the book, the character was the real life recluse J.D. Salinger (who threatened lawsuits after the fact if the book ever got adapted into a movie. Robinson chose to change the name and race of the character instead, and we get a  man who’s withdrawn from the world, from the fame his writings gave him. He’s suspicious and grouchy at first, particularly when Ray first tracks him down. Beyond that though is a similar sort of dreamer, who doesn’t question The Voice when it speaks again to both Ray and himself, and Jones gives the role depth and gravity and a good dose of humour in how he plays Terrence. There’s also a man who remembers what the game meant for him in his youth- and that shows itself so well in what he says about it.


Amy Madigan brings out the best in her role as Annie. At first she’s understandably sceptical of her husband’s mysterious whisperer- and yet she understands the need in a marriage to accept dreams and to trust on a fundamental level. She’s outspoken and thoughtful- particularly about the issue of book censoring, in a memorable way- and comes to share in the vision and the dream without hesitation. Annie is spirited, something that Madigan really invests in the character, and tremendously likable. The actress plays well with Costner- the two actors bring such a grounded, genuine feel to their characters that Annie and Ray come across as a believable married couple.


This is one of my favourite roles for Costner, who gives the character a mixture of wide eyed wonder, occasional disbelief, and casual charm. It’s the second of his baseball trilogy, in between Bull Durham and For Love Of The Game. Ray is likable, something that comes across when we first meet him through an introductory monologue, and carrying on through the film. He’s stubborn at times, wondering at the oddity of what he’s being called to do, and yet he does it. There’s another underlying element for the character- regret over the estrangement that was in place with his father before the old man’s death- that plays out through the film, and ends up in emotional catharsis. Costner invests these elements into his performance, and we can’t help but like Ray.


Field Of Dreams was an audience favourite early on, and has become a beloved classic ever since. As part of Costner’s baseball trilogy, it’s radically different from the other two movies, and it’s the sort of film that the golden age director Frank Capra, a dreamer himself, would have gone for. It’s also a film that speaks truth and tugs at the heart strings in many ways- if you aren’t moved by the ending, I would find the issue of your having a soul is in dispute.

Friday, December 16, 2011

It's The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year


No, this isn't a Christmas blog... that's still to come. Besides, I don't actually like that particular song. That said, however, it perfectly fits the season we're now stepping into. Yes, the very best time of the year, which, of course, is winter.


I'm not actually supposed to talk about winter, or lovely, lovely words like frost, snow, blizzard, cold, hail, wind chill, snowdrift, and the like. If I do, I have to put quarters in the cuss jar. It seems that Norma and Beth think that such utterly magnificent words are swear words for some reason.

How can I help it? I enjoy the winter. In fact, the best way to express how much I love it is to do a Snoopy Dance....



Yes, we need to look at the winter as something to celebrate and treasure for the four months (preferably six or seven) that it graces us with our presence. I know, most of you are grinding your teeth right about now and plotting ways to get away with murdering the guy who loves winter...


I'm not a fan of the hot and humid weather in the summer, needless to say. I can tolerate it and get through it... mostly because I know that every day that passes, we're one day closer to that glorious winter, with the temperature dropping below -25, the wind picking up, the snow falling in blankets. You know, you never feel so alive as when it's so cold that the wind cuts into you like a knife.


I leave you with a suggestion. We need a film that celebrates the glory of winter. There have been the odd films in the past about the season, but we need something new. And by new, I mean a sequel. Of sorts. And so I offer up a film proposal for a sequel to the classic baseball film Field of Dreams. We'll call it Field of Snow.

Kevin Costner and Amy Madigan reprise their roles as Ray and Annie Kinsella, Iowa corn farmers who have a baseball field taking up part of their property, where in the summers, the ghosts of baseball players return to play one more game. It's been twenty two years since the last film, and Ray and Annie are comfortably in their late fifties. Their daughter is grown up and has kids of her own, and the farm is paid off, thanks to all those people who come, without realizing why, to this farm in the middle of Iowa, to watch ghostly baseball, paying admission to the property owners. Their friend Terrence Mann (James Earl Jones) lives nearby, enjoying a renaissance of late career writing that would make J.D. Salinger's ghost wonder why he didn't do the same.


It's winter though, and the ghosts are gone for the season (rumor has it they go to Florida for the season). The snow's fallen over the Iowa baseball diamond, and the Kinsellas have settled in to wait for the spring. One night, Ray wakes up, hearing the voice of Shoeless Joe Jackson, telling him if you build it, she will come. He receives a vision of a massive snow fort and the notion in his head that if he builds it out of the snow on his property, Millie Watson, the legendary Mid-West snowball thrower of the 1930s, will come back from beyond to start a snowball fight. 


Ray sets to work building the snowfort. He's gotten used to going with whatever Shoeless Joe suggests, and when he's done, Millie turns up (I'd have to suggest Kat Dennings for the role). Millie was a snowball thrower whose exploits were of mythic proportions. She was banned from ever again throwing a snowball when, at the age of sixteen, she threw a snowball at Franklin and Eleanor Roosevelt. Years later, she died as a nurse during the Second World War, lamenting on her death bed about never getting a chance to throw a snowball at Patton. She speaks to Ray about how much snow meant to her when she was still alive ("did you ever get outside the morning after a heavy snowfall and just breathe in the cold, fresh, snowy air?"). And since he did the same thing in the first film, Terrence would have to have his own eloquent monologue ("Winter defines us, Ray, just as much as baseball does. When we were kids, we'd go out into the school yard during recess and build snow forts and launch snowball attacks on the second graders. It's been a part of this country right from the start. Even in those parts of the nation where they just don't get snow, kids crave the chance to just once in their life throw a good snowball at their teacher.")

The film has to have, if not a villain, then an antagonist. Since Mark the banker brother in law saw the light at the end of the first film (I've always found Timothy Busfield to be a bit of a weasel, incidentally), we'd have to go for someone else. Maybe the cranky lady who turns up in the school meeting halfway through the first film could return as the head of the PTA, and the film sees her getting clobbered by a barrage of snowballs.


Of course, the actual poetic ending of the film (one that would have the audience weeping) would have Ray come face to face with the young ghost of his long deceased mother (I did mention it's a sequel, and the first rule of all sequels is repeat everything). They have an emotional, heartrending chat, and Ray asks his mother if she wants to have a snowball fight. The film fades to black as they're wailing away on each other with fluffy white snow.

The film will make a killing at the box office. As such, I'd like my advance for the screenplay, and twenty percent of the gross, placed into an offshore account of my choosing. You're welcome, Hollywood.