As a kid, I remember watching A League of Their Own and loving the first three quarters of it. I adored the humor, the fact that women were kicking ass and it is just an all around great movie...
I have a few complaints, though.
The first complaint is the character of Kit. I have always hated Kit. I will even go so far as to say I LOATHE Kit. Even Mae and Doris had redeeming qualities and moments where you actually feel for them, but not Kit.
As a writer, my characters won't always be perfect, because that isn't realistic. However, there was nothing good about Kit. Kit was a sullen, sulky, spoiled jealous brat who literally made my skin crawl every time she got this look on her face. One redeeming quality would have been nice, but there wasn't any. She wasn't even as good a ball player as Dotty.
I mentioned I like my characters with some flaws, right? Well, on the other extreme was Dotty. Dotty was so fun and likable; a loyal wife, a good sister, a terrific ball player, she stood up for herself and people genuinely adored her. The only flaw she had was catering to Kit's tantrums. This sisterly dynamic did absolutely nothing for me, and I understand that the writers needed contention and conflict, but it just made the last 20 minutes painful to watch.
Which brings me to my next complaint. The playoffs. The final game. Poor Kit is in the dug out crying because she'll never be as perfect or good as Dotty, wah wah wah...
So Dotty let her win.
It's true. You can't watch Dotty's face when she sees Kit crying and not know that this whole scene was Dotty throwing the game so that her bratty little sister could feel good about herself. UGGGGGGGHHHHH!!!
No. Just no.
This moment ruins the rest of the movie for me so I never watch it. I fast forward to the final scene forty or fifty years later at the Baseball Hall of Fame, and then the two of them hug and again, my stomach twists with revulsion.
And then this...this moment is another gut wrenching, I can't bear to watch scene.
Because after two hours of fighting to keep the league alive, of proving that women are as good as men and just being freaking awesome, Dotty is ready to pack it in, give up something she loves, and go home with her husband. To give it all up, something she was made to do, to have kids and be a perfect wife.
Nothing wrong with that, and in fact, Dotty has said that was all she wanted the whole movie. That she didn't even want to be in the league....
She loved it. She was amazing at it and it made her feel alive, but she just couldn't admit it to herself. So she played one season, threw away the only chance she'd have to win it all, and walked away. And people still talked about her being the best player in the league.
I say screw that! She is not! Because if she was any kind of player or hero for that matter, she would have fought harder. She would have never walked away and kept playing.
I understand it was a different time and that she loved her husband and did want a family, BUT Kit wasn't wrong when she told Dotty she had plenty of time to have kids.
Maybe I just feel so dissatisfied because the Peaches didn't win. If they had, maybe I'd feel fine with Dotty going back to Oregon and never playing again.
But she didn't and they didn't and instead, Kit kept playing, but without having to compete with her perfect sister.
The only reason I can still watch this movie with love is Jimmy (played by Tom Hanks) and the rest of the cast of hilarious characters (except for Kit.) A League of Their Own has some spectacular moments of humor, and if I could rewrite the last 20 or so minutes, it would be a perfect ten for me.
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