Film

The inspirational-sports-movie template seems capable of absorbing almost any set of facts and coming out with the same basic uplift. Take the case of Ernie Davis, the first African-American to win college football’s coveted Heisman Trophy in 1961. Playing at a time when most college football teams were lily-white, Davis (Brown) faces openly expressed racism from opposing teams and subtler racism from his own coach (Quaid), whose argument that he’s trying to protect his black players by keeping them on the bench in hostile games rings hollow. Davis exercises remarkable patience until, when pushed to his limit, he expresses his anger in earnest, measured words. He’s pretty close to sports sainthood.

It’s a great story, but the movie has to bend a few things to make it fit the standard story-arc. First, the climactic game in which Davis faces down Texas bigots was not played the year he won the Heisman. Second, fixated on the uplift, Fleder has to rush the sad ending of Davis’s story (he died of leukemia before he ever got to play in the NFL). We’re not asking for another Brian’s Song, but does Davis’s story have to seem like a rehash of Remember the Titans?