The name may be sort of odd, but the film is a dead serious piece of art. From the beginning, you are gripped with emotion, and it continues until the very end. I was fortunate enough to get a tape of this film from a friend of mine who lives in L.A.. I paid 50 dollars for it, but it was worth more than a hundred. I can honestly say that it is the only film that made me bawl. I have not even so much as shed a tear since Henry Rowengardner re-broke his arm near the end of "Rookie of the Year" and had to pitch the division game without his gift of heat. But this movie seriously provoked tears from me. I recommend this movie to anyone who appreciates fine cinema, and I begrudgingly scold the academy for overlooking this fine independent film.
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