My dad and I went to see this movie after it received a glowing review from Siskel & Ebert. We should have realized they were just geeking out because it was set in Chicago and about the Cubs, but for some reason we thought it would actually be this moving, hilarious comedy/fantasy about baseball. Well, at least it is about baseball. I never listened to Ebert ever again.
Actually, almost exactly 10 years later I had the really amazing opportunity to go to the Cannes Film Festival through school (UGA), and I saw Ebert speak on a panel. My professor was a good friend of Ebert's and invited him to speak with the small group of UGA students. I was so nervous I was trembling, but I managed to fire off a few extremely confrontational questions about things Ebert had said during the panel discussion. It wasn't exactly a revenge, but it felt pretty good to be able to voice my criticism back at the source of such terrible recommendations at Rookie of the Year.
(For the record, I think Roger Ebert is pretty great, and though he makes plenty of mistakes and gives almost every movie three stars, he is still a force of good and often a voice of reason in the realm of mainstream film criticism).
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