Some may scoff at the total lack of irony and unapologetic sentimentality in the Jackie Robinson biopic 42, but there’s something so inherently romantic about this story and sport that anything else would feel inappropriate. They don’t make movies like this anymore and haven’t for decades. Yet, 42 suggests that it might not be a terrible idea to dust off those old naïve Hollywood filmmaking techniques every now and then if the material suits that style. Continue reading →