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In Eephus, Baseball Is a Metaphor for Life, But It’s Also Just Life
Carson Lund’s charming indie film about a bunch of guys playing their last ball game has a power that sneaks up on you.
Beyond its occasional cinematic qualities — the close-up drama of stoic pitchers versus watchful hitters and all that — the game does make an effective metaphor for life itself, with its many failed at-bats and fleeting glories, its constant tension between the big swing and the humble base hit. The leaves in the trees are changing color, so the game is played against a backdrop of blue skies, creamy clouds, and kaleidoscopic forest canopies, all of which take on a twilight grandeur as the darkness gathers and the temperature drops. He highlights the moment with a slow dolly into a close-up of the seemingly possessed player explaining the dynamics of the pitch, and cuts to a slow-motion shot of a giant ball moving across the screen like some cursed glacier, as purple dusk starts to settle into the trees beyond the park.
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