Watched on Netflix at home, August 30, 2016.
Filmmakers Annie Sundberg and Ricki Stern made heavy use of game footage from the 2011 season. The film is much stronger when it tells Wakefield and Dickey's respective life stories, charting careers filled with ups and downs, in which the knuckleball saved them from obscurity, then and at times desert them. Dickey's opening-day start in 2011 went awry because he broke a fingernail; Wakefield looked to be washed up after a few good years in Pittsburgh, because he lost confidence in his main pitch. And both men had tough 2011s, with Dickey battling injuries and Wakefield losing six consecutive starts and briefly being relegated to the bullpen out before getting his 200th win.
What I like the most, however, was the larger context of the world of the knuckleball pitcher. The filmmakers do a great job of painting these guys are part of an exclusive club. There aren't a lot of knuckleballers, so they have to stick together. This camaraderie makes for some interesting scenes, particularly when Dickey and Wakefield hang out with retired knuckleball pitchers Charlie Hough, Phil Niekro, Wilbur Wood, Jim Bouton, and Tom Candiotti.
The movie is good for an inside look at the game, particularly these two men and how the pitch defines them. It's a must for baseball fans. The history is fascinating, the subjects are likable, and there's some genuine emotion in its concluding sections. Mostly enjoyable, you don't have to be a baseball fan to like this movie.