Baseball Films run at Museum of Modern Art, 4/3-4/30

The game has always been a sore temptation to those of the literary and artistic persuasion, a big, fat metaphor floating out over the middle of the plate and waiting to be knocked out of the park. The result, as it so often is on the diamond itself, is generally a mighty swing and an embarrassing miss, as if the ball — i.e. the huge, all-encompassing truth about America and/or life — had been treated with the mysterious bat-repellent substance Ray Milland discovered in "It Happens Every Spring" (1949).

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