When I heard that Moneyball was in production, I thought
it would fail. How do you take a
book about statistical analysis and turn it into a narrative film?
Moneyball succeeds by changing focus from the book. The book, as I said, is about statistical analysis and uses
one team’s experiment with it to educate the reader. The movie is about Billy Beane, the manager of said team,
his journey, and how his grasp of the potential of statistical analysis changed
his sport, his team, and his life.
Brad Pitt plays
Beane as smart and savvy, yet insecure.
He’s a baseball guy, but he’s so totally a product of his lifelong
immersion in the sport that he’s a baseball guy only. When he spots an influential whiz kid (Jonah Hill) in an
opposing manager’s office, he understands the value of a completely different
perspective. It’s a perspective so
different that betting on it could cost him his career. There’s your drama. There’s your movie.
Now, I like
baseball. I go to several games
per year, I follow the Nationals in the Post,
and believe that Marconi invented radio specifically to give the world the
magic that is Vin Scully. But you
don’t have to like baseball to like this movie. You have to like scrappy underdogs, you have to like things
that don’t go boom, and you have to like Brad Pitt. I like all three, and I like this picture. I want to see it again as soon as I
can.
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