The film blog Hammer to Nail recently commented on the polarizing qualities of the art film and popular sports. Most people prefer one over the other and are often diabolically opposed to the other.
Sports fans checking box scores on their mobiles generally aren't found in revival art-houses.
Hammer to Nail is a wellspring of publicity for high-quality indies still finding their audiences. I recommend it for the strong film criticism and for its unwavering commitment to championing small but vital filmmaking. The kind of movies that will eventually occupy more Netflix queues in the years to come.
In their review of ZIDANE, A 21ST CENTURY PORTRAIT, the subtleties and complexities of the filmmaking are praised. ZIDANE is for "those of us who love both sports and art".
How many of us out there love both? More specifically, what percentage of U.S. art-house movie-goers regularly tune in to Sportscenter?
This question is on my mind because CALVIN MARSHALL is a sports film turned on its ear. I wouldn't want to speculate if it qualifies as an art film or not -- but people wanting RUDY might be disappointed.
The industry will probably view CALVIN as a tweener -- a subject which I'll post on in the future. A tweener isn't always the kiss of death. While some slip through the cracks, many go on to box office success and critical acclaim. Others do moderate business and discover an audience on cable/dvd.
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