Reviewed by Colin Jacobson (May 5, 2024)
In 1988’s Eight Men Out, we find baseball’s biggest scandal transformed into the sport’s greatest tragedy. Perhaps the latter statement sounds a little extreme, as I’m sure we could find some events that are ultimately more depressing than those depicted in the movie, but one can’t help but leave Eight Men Out with a sense of sadness.
Out tells the story of the 1919 Chicago White Sox. Acknowledged as baseball’s best team at the time, they went into that year’s World Series as the overwhelming favorites against the Cincinnati Reds.
However, all was not well with the club, mainly due to the famed cheapness of owner Charles Comiskey (Clifton James). Although known by the nickname “Commie”, Comiskey clearly did not want to share his wealth, and his players suffered accordingly.
Prime for the picking by some less-than-scrupulous elements, some of the more “open-minded” players agree to recruit others to throw World Series games to benefit gamblers who will pay off the various Sox. This snowballs via a series of complications, none of which end well for the athletes.
Spoiler alert: the Sox involved – and some who weren’t – got banned from baseball for life, a punishment that remains MLB’s death penalty. As Pete Rose can certainly tell you, any player or coach found to bet on baseball games would be permanently expelled from the game.
Given how common and legal sports betting has become, this punishment seems less than relevant and appropriate more than 100 years later. Nonetheless, Landis obviously felt it was necessary to restore some form of luster to the badly tarnished sport.
I don’t really know how much effect the banning of the “Black Sox” players had on baseball’s future fortunes. In any event, the ascendancy of Babe Ruth that occurred hot on the heels of this scandal certainly made sure the game prospered over the next decade.
A series of additional heroes kept MLB ensconced in the public eye as well. As for the Sox players themselves, they soon faded from view and were remembered with ill-will when they were considered at all.
Eight Men Out attempted to revise that legacy to a degree. 100 years ago, it seems clear that the players were made out to be the villains in the story, and the movie doesn’t attempt to eradicate any notions of their culpability.
Many of the men come off badly in the film. Ringleaders shortstop Swede Risberg (Don Harvey) and first baseman Chick Gandil (Michael Rooker) appear as little more than greedy bullies out to collect an easy payday.
Some of the figures on the side of “right” don’t look so hot either. Comiskey certainly comes over like a petty, cheap little man, and Landis seems self-righteous and narrow-minded during his brief appearances.
As for the remaining Sox, they get varying degrees of sympathy. Some of them come across as minor characters and seem to simply be along for the ride.
Into that category fall center fielder Hap Felsch (Charlie Sheen) and bench warmer Fred McMullin (Perry Lang). Pitcher Claude “Lefty” Williams (James Read) also fits here, though he’s shown as more independent than the other two.
The remaining three cases feel somewhat more complicated. Pitcher Eddie Cicotte (David Strathairn) became the lynchpin for the deal, as his complicity got some of the others like Williams to drop their objections and go along with the program.
Cicotte certainly didn’t seem eager to throw any games, but the combination of Comiskey’s cheapness and the aging hurler’s dubious future in the game made him feel as though he needed this cash bonanza to supply for his family’s future. Cicotte seemed to be the most influential participant, but he was also the most pained of the bunch.
Star left fielder “Shoeless” Joe Jackson (DB Sweeney) comes across as a dupe. Not the brightest of men, the illiterate Jackson really didn’t seem to know any better, and he went along because he simply couldn’t think of arguments against his slick teammates.
However, though Jackson did appear to accept money, he continued to perform at a stellar rate and had a terrific Series, something his supporters continue to cite in his favor.
As for the final man, third baseman Buck Weaver (John Cusack) never agreed to throw any games, and he never accepted any money. A fiercely competitive player, Weaver’s pride never would have allowed him to give less than his best at such an important time.
So why was Weaver tossed out with the other seven? Because he knew about the conspiracy but failed to notify anyone in power, Landis apparently thought that Weaver’s silence made him just as guilty as the others.
Eight Men Out balances the tales of an enormous variety of characters. In addition to the eight “Black Sox”, we encounter the remaining White Sox players, manager Kid Gleason (John Mahoney), Comiskey, Landis, sportswriters Ring Lardner (played by director John Sayles) and Hugh Fullerton (Studs Terkel), a few wives, and some prominent gamblers.
Most significant in the latter group are bigshot Arnold Rothstein (Michael Lerner), and lesser lights Bill Burns (Christopher Lloyd), Abe Atell (Michael Mantell), Billy Maharg (Richard Edson), and Sport Sullivan (Kevin Tighe). That’s a huge roster of participants, but the movie fits all of them in well.
This means the script tightly and concisely ties them together. It provides us with enough information to make us think we’ve seen more of each than we have.
Despite the large list of characters, the focus remains mainly on the three most tragic of the “Black Sox”: Cicotte, Weaver and Jackson. Though Cicotte clearly erred, Strathairn’s tortured performance as the pitcher makes him a sympathetic personality. He seems so innocent and honestly misled that you can’t help but hope for the best, even though you know it’s not going to come.
Sweeney provides an honest portrayal of Jackson. He creates a character who seems simple, honest and basic but not stupid, and it’s Jackson’s trust in others that leads him astray.
However, the film doesn’t give Jackson a total out, as we can definitely see that he knew he was doing the wrong thing. He went along for bad reasons, but he still did so, and his complicity remains.
Did he deserve the punishment he received? Probably not - the illiterate Jackson went along with a lot of slick folks who pretended to look out for him. Nonetheless, the movie shows that he wasn’t completely innocent.
Weaver’s case becomes the most complicated of the bunch. In the film, he maintains that he didn’t “rat out” the others because he hoped they’d see the error of their ways and straighten up in time to salvage the Series.
Of course, this didn’t happen, but one can see why Weaver’d feel that way, especially via Cusack’s spirited and rich performance as the player. Cusack has always been a likeable actor, but he’s at his best during his multifaceted work here.
Cusack makes Weaver the enthusiastic, baseball-loving kid who never grew up but also adds maturity and anger to the part. It’s heartbreaking to watch as the pain and bitterness pound on Weaver as the events unfold.
Out works as well as it does largely due to the excellent cast. This ensemble group is about as good as it gets, so if a weak link exists, I haven’t been able to find it through multiple viewings of the film.
Although all of the actors are terrific, I think that Lerner deserves special mention from the supporting cast. He offers a frighteningly cynical and cold but intelligent performance as the hotshot gambler Rothstein.
A similar intelligence pervades Out. Although it can be guilty of minor emotional indulgences - the fiction of the “say it ain’t so, Joe” myth pops up here - Sayles tells the story in a tight, economical manner.
This ensures that we feel the dramatic effect of the events but we aren’t suckered in with false pathos. You’ll likely be hit by the melancholy of the film, but the movie doesn’t wallow in this.
That’s another reason Eight Men Out works so well. It presents it sadness in an honest manner and intersperses these moments with sunnier shots.
Actually, it takes joy and transforms it into the bittersweet, such as during the closing credits’ snippets of the Sox at their relaxed best. The reflection of their skills makes their downfall all the more tragic and adds an additional appropriately wistful note.
More manipulative flicks like Field of Dreams have their place. That’s a fine film in its own right but it tries much harder to actively pull the heartstrings.
Eight Men Out takes a more intellectual and even-handed approach, and that’s what ultimately makes it such a rich and enjoyable film. It’s a well-written and superbly acted affair that juggles a variety of elements and neatly packages them together into one very coherent package. Sports movies don’t come any better than this.
