Vic Sage wrote: ok performances, well crafted, but its the kind of picture where people say "Jackie, you're going to change this country", and he looks off into the distance, awaiting a future just over the horizon. It's all so noble, and liberal-minded, and well-intentioned, it functions more as civics lesson than compelling storytelling. And its the most obvious of hagiographies, making Robinson a secular saint, and the intergration of baseball a legendary act right out of THE NATURAL. There's even a scene where some boys are chasing after his train, after he's done some heroic deed, and he tosses one of them a ball. As the train pulls away, he puts his head on the track and announces "I can still hear him!" I really missed the Randy Newman music there. By the way, the kid grows up to be Ed "the glider" Charles (Mets content). Chadwick Boseman is terrific as Robinson, and Nicole Beharie as his wife, but they are both so saintly and sanitized, its hard for them to be human beings. Harrison Ford's Branch Rickey is sort of gruff and over-the-top at first but he grew on me. Still, the complicated relationship between Rickey and Robinson, with Robinson in later years resentful and angry about the way Rickey exploited him for press and profits, is entirely absent. In fact, there are no complexities of any kind... just complexions. Just black and white. But the world wasn't any more like that then than it is now. One also has to wonder about this kind of myth-making when Larry Doby was playing in Cleveland that year, too, starting a few months later. Where's his halo? The baseball action is ok, but the movie cares more about what goes on in between the pitches than it does what goes on between the lines. The movie does come alive, however, whenever 42 gets on base and starts screwing with the heads of those racist pitchers. You get the sense that this was the only way he could fight back, so he was going to make the most of it. Ultimately, its the kind of movie your glad your kid will see, but better if your wife takes him. Its' like eating your broccoli...