12 Mighty Orphans
Engineered to elicit unthinking pride, the movie never really steps off the clean grass of history’s harder places.
This is a film about innovations in football and good people that help foster children become more confident young men. This adaptation of Jim Dent’s novel on the real Mighty Mites from Texas’ Masonic Home and School during 1930s-1940s directed by Ty Roberts is workmanlike.
It is backdrop against which an emerging nation must be placed; it has just seen its way through Great Depression. President Franklin Roosevelt made sure that New Deal was underway; America wanted stories where there is hope for tomorrow. Within this emotional context remains Rusty Russell (played by Luke Wilson), who served as a teacher, coach, and war hero. He moves his family into an orphanage known as the Masonic Home so that he can help them academically, but more passionately on the field.
The bombastic editing style previously used on numerous football dramas suggested Rusty’s time at war in a number of scenes, creating visual connections between warfare and gridiron. These moments were filmed like McFarland had shot those random bits of footage too if not for their placement amid archival clips as well as monochromatic reenactments; David McFarland’s cinematography has been highlighted with such fragments though.
Most of them are not even developed apart from a couple or so words spoken here and there spread over 12 selected players among whom several are never introduced that much. One notable exception occurs in Hardy Brown (Jake Austin Walker) who plays the typical moron lamb character role. This prodigal son trope should ring bells to anyone familiar with biblical teachings or sports flicks about underdog teams led by coaching saviors; however, this seems slow to occur for him until he finally does learn his lesson by returning home just before it’s too late since without Russy he would have been MVP AWOL.
Walker embodies pent-up rage. This gives the film a mildly perverted edge, whilst also puncturing Russell’s mawkish certainties our being well aware of what the story has in store for us. With a canvas on which to work his art that is deeper under him, he can deliver explosive moments that make it impossible to tear your eyes away from him.
The only thing that Roberts, who co-wrote with Lane Garrison and Kevin Meyer, seems to know is that his cast are the only thing that matters. Sometimes Wilson delivers impassioned speeches about how he too has suffered from self-doubt as an orphan but this character is more often characterized by his straight man aplomb. A handful of instances where he suffers from PTSD add an aura of vulnerability providing Wilson with a chance to exercise some fatherly emotions as well. It seems like a good movie for Wilson’s resume considering it was based on true events.
Rusty’s opposite number comes in the form of Dr. Hall (Martin Sheen) who loves these punks made sportsmen though he suffers from alcoholism. The duo made by Wilson and Sheen is unpretentious yet highly effective compared to its one-dimensional foes such as Wayne Knight’s grotesquely violent bad guy trying to stop them going all the way up there until one day backslapping turns into front slapping if these two friends want their boys moving forward.
The film heavily relies on montages to pack in so much information it almost becomes a trailer for its own movie. With this, Russell begins the transformation of the players from their inside out by feeding them positive thoughts, while we’re also shown their rise to fame with claims that even Roosevelt himself was concerned about how they were doing. Small and inexperienced but with coach’s unique formations that get the best out of them in terms of speed. Spread defense which is used nowadays and was invented by Russell is an example.
Incredible enough, despite its apparent inherited conservatism and WAS Piness there are no overtly religious messages. Essentially, it comes down to self-improvement through mentorship, though kind of ignoring the other reasons poor people are disadvantaged in life. In many ways, “12 Mighty Orphans” sells gung-ho asp rationalism similar to the figure of Mighty Mites.
Through this forced innocence in the narrative nothing is mentioned about teenagers’ sexual awakening or any interest they might have developed for girls they study with at school or their fans. The one unbreakable partnership among all others is what Rusty and Juanita Russell share (the girlfriend briefly gets a ring from one player). Perhaps this way Roberts’ movie belongs together with “The Conjuring” franchise which trades on nostalgia for a past America made up of traditional values and established social roles.
Equally interesting, two boys have Latin American heritage: A.P. Torres (Tyler Silva) and Carlos Torres (Manuel Tapia), who likely are Mexican if anything at all. The lack of interest towards them appears as a missed opportunity to delve deeper into this era from non white perspectives They must have had different experiences given that some were dark skinned orphans whose parents came from Mexico while others were white teammates.
Nothing is known about them beyond what’s written on title cards shown during end credits. The most we get from Sheen early on are a few words in Spanish. The way forward to making this an updated coming-of-age film is by having more developed characters.
Football fans who love old-fashioned sayings and men with traditional virtues will enjoy the film’s laid out plot. For other viewers, they are subjected to an onslaught of inspiration that means nothing.
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