Ben: You're gonna get arrested.
Lindsey Meeks: You can't sell your tickets!
Ben: That's why you ran across the whole field?... Wait, you've got to tell me - was it spongy?
There was no good reason on God's green earth (or His orange dirt, depending on your ballgame bent) why I should have even tolerated--let alone enjoyed--the romantic comedy "Fever Pitch" but I did. Quite a bit.
For this amiable and shockingly good-natured film starring Drew Barrymore and "Saturday Night Live"'s Jimmy Fallon could also be referred to as "The Americanization of Nick," since it's a Boston-baked take on the Nick Hornby novel of the same name. (Hornby also penned "About a Boy" and "High Fidelity," both of which were adapted into excellent, excellent movies.)
The "Pitch" in Hornby's original book referred to the often cut up and muddied green playing surface known as the football (i.e., soccer) field yet in this 2005 version the title lends itself equally well to the fast, spit, or curve of a baseball trajectory, with the object of the main character's affections/obsessions supplanted from the Gunner's of London's Arsenal football club to the history-making Boston Red Sox.
"Fever Pitch" (the book) also made for a surprisingly good 1997 made- for-British-television movie starring Colin Firth ("Bridget Jones's Diary" I & II) so remaking/updating/Yankee-fying it just seemed like a bad idea, period. That, and the folks responsible for this go-round are none other than the Farrelly Brothers, those proponents of class ("Me, Myself & Irene"), those advocates of good taste ("Stuck on You").
But "Fever Pitch" is good. *Really* good.
It's good, in part, because it's not really a film about baseball. It's a film about women's unbridled tolerance for the immaturity of men and how, no matter how ill-advised they recognize the unfulfilled urge to be, they still hope to change them, mold them, better them. The filmmakers recognize this and shape their film accordingly, with subtlety and sensitivity and genuine laughs along the way. That's right. I used the words "subtlety" and "sensitivity" in a review of a Farrelly Bros. movie.
Needless to say no extraneous body parts--and/or chickens--are used/abused in this delightful motion picture.
Barrymore is a workaholic executive who's asked out on a date by Fallon's character, Ben Wrightman, after he visits her office with his 9th Grade math class (he's a teacher). Lindsey Meeks (Barrymore) is reluctant at first--the guy's a teacher after all; her gym friends dismissively refer to him as such--but he's also sweet and funny and downright thoughtful, getting down on his hands and knees and scrubbing her toilet bowl when she gets a funny tummy. Lindsey, therefore, can't quite figure out why Ben's still single... until he heads down to Florida with his matching 'Sox buddies for Spring Training and she witnesses a particularly embarrassing episode captured by the Clearwater TV cameras.
>From that point on it becomes clear that Ben doesn't just love the Red Sox, he's *in* love with them. Can Lindsey cure him, break him, moreover continue to date him?
"Fever Pitch" plays like a latter day extension of "The Wedding Singer," another winning Drew Barrymore romance that evoked warm, fuzzy feelings through the surprising camaraderie between her character and his, a potentially abrasive beau (Adam Sandler therein).
It'd be trite and rather obvious to say the Farrellys hit this paean to the joy of 'Sox out of the ballpark but I'll say it anyway. "This one is outta there!"
By : David N. Butterworth (http://members.dca.net/dnb)
Source: rec.art.movies.reviews newsgroup
Rating: 3
Have the Farrelly brothers gotten soft and cuddly? After pushing the envelope with "There's Something About Mary" (a popular albeit sophomoric comedy about a guy who's never stopped loving the girl he took to the senior prom) and presiding over "Stuck On You" (a one-joke movie about conjoined twins), they've given us "Fever Pitch." This is a PG- 13 job whose principal claim to novelty is that the ordinary conventions of the genre–that the couple have to be kept apart until the end–are ignored in favor of a toe-to-toe, blissful combination. Almost, that is, because they're pretty much together until a split toward the conclusion of the story: both hearts are broken for a time being, but the inevitable feel-good ending has us leaving the theater with smiles on our lips This is not necessary a good thing: one wonders whether the Farrellys should have stuck to directing what they know best–comedies with an edge, however vulgar. This time around not even your Aunt Millie in Peoria would frown: shortly after Ben (Jimmy Fallon) shows up for his first date with Lindsay, the latter tries to call it off at her apartment because of illness. She throws up in the bathroom, her dog going after the big chunks.
Unfortunately the bathroom scene occurs off screen. "Fever Pitch" was filmed largely in Toronto with the one exception that a good deal of the action takes place in Boston's historic Fenway Park, home of the Boston Red Sox, who last year won the World Series for the first time in 86 years. Fans of the Sox blame the losing streak on the Red Sox horrendous decision to sell The Bambino, Babe Ruth, to the Yankees. The movie, based on Nick Hornby's novel, adapted for the screen by Lowell Ganz and Babaloo Mandel, is about two people who are obsessed. Lindsey, who has a high-power job with her own office and an assistant, is determined to win a promotion. She hangs out with a trio of friends who discuss one another's romances. Ben, who teaches 9th grade math and coaches the JV baseball team, seems an excellent model for the kids based on the shots we get in his classroom. His obsession is the Boston Red Sox. He inherited a lifetime season's pass near the dugout at Fenway from his uncle. When the ninth inning is concluded, the game is never over, as his apartment is loaded from floor to ceiling with Sox memorabilia.
Though he introduces Lindsay to the game and has her cheering as wildly as the fans around him whom he knows and with whom he discusses baseball statistics, Lindsay has second thoughts about the guy when he takes a rain check on her offer to take him without charge on a weekend trip to Paris. He doesn't want to miss a game.
The Farrellys give us nothing here that we couldn't find on a good TV comedy, but the movie works because of the quirky relationship between two delightful performers, Drew Barrymore and Jimmy Fallon–both of whom are thirty years old in real life, though Fallon look about five years older. Romantic comedies often end with a dramatic scene, in this case one which features Ms. Barrymore's running from her seat in centerfield across the length of Fenway Park to stop her man from making a decision that he'd probably regret for a lifetime. The production notes tell us that no trick photography was involved, that the Farrellys actually did get the cooperation of the 37,000 fans during a game to allow for the sprint to her true love.
"Fever Pitch," then, is a charmer with some of the usual conventions, most prominently the idea that the loving couple must each have a small bevy of quirky friends, each with his or her own idiosyncracy. You don't have to be a Sox fan or even obsessed by baseball, but if you're a New Englander like the Farrellys, you'll get an extra charge from the game.
