- The singular brilliance of this movie's mission statement is clarified on the back cover: "The team's terrible. They can't pitch, can't hit, can't catch. To top if off, everyone in New York is predicting Joe will be out by the end of the season. To the world, it's hopeless. To Joe, it's a beginning."
- The acting is all wrong. Sorvino ignores all the Torre mannerisms, other than general calmness. The lone bright spot is Paul O'Neill throwing tantrums in the locker room ... until Joe calmly reminds him that a baseball season is 162 games. The Brooklyn Italian stereotypes can only be described as made-for-TV.
- The Dwight Gooden fixation is inexplicable. Maybe it made sense at the time. Best line: During Gooden's no-hitter, Torre authoritatively declares, "Get Wetteland warmed up." As if Torre even knew the names of the pitchers in the Yankees bullpen.
Still, despites its flaws, it succeeds quite well at something. I'm not sure what.
Felz gives it 3 1/2 spicey meatballs out of 5.
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