The Sandlot


3.5/4

Starring: Tom Guiry, Mike Vitar, Patrick Renna, Chauncey Leopardi, Denis Leary, Karen Allen

Rated PG for Some Language and Kids Chewing Tobacco

Call it “The Pre-Wonder Years.”  The tone is quite similar (heavy on the nostalgia to the point of being fantasy), and if I may say so, a lot more fun.  It did, after all, originate one of the top catchphrases of the 90s (people still say “You’re killing me, Smalls!” to me all the time).  And what’s not to love about this movie?  It’s got more baseball than “The Natural,” a lot of good humor (that’s actually funny), and the overall experience is like hanging out with a bunch of friends.  Oh, and it features a dog so large it makes Clifford the Big Red Dog look like a Chihuahua.

Scotty Smalls (Guiry) is in the unenviable position of having moved two weeks before the end of the fifth grade.  It’s too late to make any friends, but at his mother’s prodding (“Get into trouble, for God’s sake!” she says), Scotty gets out of the house.  He finds his way to the Sandlot, a makeshift baseball field where a bunch of kids are playing ball.  His attempt to get in on the game ends in disaster, but fortunately, wannabe future pro-ball player and all around nice guy Benjamin Rodriguez (Vitar) is there.  His friends don’t want this talentless moron playing with them, but Benny reminds them that they need a ninth member to have a full team.  So, with his help, Smalls (as he is called) becomes a fine ball player and a member of their gang.

Much of the reason why this movie works so well is that we identify with all the characters.  We know what it’s like to be the odd man out, and we also know what it’s like to be a part of the crowd.  The characters go through the same experiences we all go through (more or less): the hormones just starting to rage, the obsession with sports, and the tall tales we tell our friends.  It’s all here.

The acting is quite good.  Tom Guiry has grown up to be a great character actor (his performance in the little seen “Black Irish” was amazing), and he shows his talent in as Smalls.  True, this kid can’t play baseball to save his life, but that’s why we identify with him.  Benny Rodriguez is too good to be true, but anyone expecting something resembling reality in this film is missing the point.  That being said, Mike Vitar is talented enough to make Benny seem refreshingly real.  The adult actors are great too, with Denis Leary being suitably intimidating and aloof, while Karen Allen makes a good mom.  And of course, no one can forget Patrick Renna as Ham Porter.  Not only does he say the now-classic line, he is so funny that he made me laugh just by standing on screen.

While the film gets repetitive from time to time (their adventures in getting a baseball back in the second half are a prime example), and some of the editing is a little haphazard, the film is still a real winner.

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