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BOBBY
JONES: A STROKE OF GENIUS
REVIEWED
BY SCARLETT POWELL
Our
rating: 3 out of 5 Because
of: language
Rated:
Golf
in our family is something of a norm. My brother likes
to spend long hours in the backyard practicing his
swing. The one time I tried it, I succeeded in
knocking the tee several feet, rolled the ball into
the nearby bushes, and took out a big chunk of our
lawn. And that was the third try. Golf is not my
forte, which may be why I was absolutely bored out of
my mind by this film. Little
Bobby Jones (Devon Gearhart) is the cutest thing in
shoe leather. Beset with his arrogant little cap and a
set of child-sized clubs, he follows his businessman
father around the family golf course and studies the
swings of daddy's wealthy clients. Along the way he
learns two of his mightiest weapons: how to respond
when you miss a shot (by throwing the club to the
ground and hollering profanities), and how to knock
that ball across the beautiful green with great ease.
The exercise benefits his weak limbs and makes him
stronger. Very rapidly the child earns the admiration
of everyone around him, and makes his way toward
becoming a champion. At twelve, he goes up against men
twice his age and beats them royally. He also peaks
the interest of journalist O.B. Keeler (Malcolm McDowell),
who professes that this mini-professional has a long
career ahead of him on the green. As
an adult Bobby Jones (James Caviezel) is known
throughout the world. He's average as far as the
scoreboard goes, but is a public favorite. There's
something about the home-boy style of this champion
that appeals to the masses. Soon he is pitted against
the best golfers in the world, including arrogant
"Sir" Walter Hagen (Jeremy Northam), who
gives him a thorough trouncing because, as he puts it,
"You play golf because you love it. I play for
the money, which means I always win."
Humiliated by this experience, and also facing the consequences
of his abominable temper, which has lost the respect
of most of the courses, Bobby becomes enraptured with
beautiful Mary (Claire Forlani). She's of aristocratic
Catholic stock and has never played golf in her life,
which is perhaps what makes them perfect for one
another. But when illness and preoccupation threatens
their match made in heaven, this young couple will
have to learn to survive in a world that has other
things besides heavenly turf to think of.
Deep
at its heart, Bobby Jones is a reasonably good
story about overcoming odds, but it gives us very few
answers. We know nothing of the illness that assaulted
the boy's weak limbs, nor of his ability to make such incredible
shots. The audience feels at times as though they are
on the outside looking in, when we should be inside
the character's minds. There's some excellent acting
from all involved, and a very lyrical kind of dry
humor that pops up at the most unexpected moments.
Good lessons about never giving up make an appearance,
when Bobby is "beaten" by a track. (He is
told by Hagen that it's the most beautiful track on
the world, because taking it on is a challenge. Bobby
ultimately comes to see that the hardest things are
the most rewarding in the end.) Along for the ride is
a heavy dose of self-confidence ("You'll become
the greatest golfer in the world when you know that
you are"), but religion is left out completely or
demeaned through the presence of crusty
ultra-fundamentalists who harp on abusing the Sabbath. Bobby's
grandfather is a protestant cleric. His wife is a
devoted Catholic. His mother believes in the zodiac,
and brings it up several times. He is, apparently,
nothing. There's no sexual content aside from some
comments about Hagen's legendary love affairs, but
what is really unfortunate is the amount of language
packed into the first half of the film. Listening to
adults spout off is one thing, but seeing a six year
old throw down his club in a rage and scream
"S***fire" and "son of a *****
..." seems to be pushing it. This prominent fault
aside, I just wasn't able to get into the film. It
might please fans of the sport, but left me yearning
to call "Fore!"
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