Glory Road

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Glory Road Itís been described as the most important game in college basketball history. The 1966 NCAA championship isnít noteworthy for anything that happened in the competition, but rather for who played in it. Hard though it may be to believe looking at todayís teams, back in 1966 black players didnít play college basketball. One coach, Don Haskins, decided to change that. Initially it wasnít because he wanted to right a wrong or fight an unjust oppression, but because he wanted to win and couldnít get anyone else.

Glory Road tells the story of Don Haskins (Josh Lucas) and his 1966 Texas Western basketball team, the first college team ever to use a starting lineup composed entirely of black players. Texas Western was a poor school, and Haskins took the job as his only way to transition from coaching girlís high school basketball into division one NCAA. The school hired him not because they were interested in winning, but because they wanted a strong male presence to move into their menís dorm and lay down the law. Haskins had loftier plans.

His plans included, among other things, moving his wife and kids into the menís dorm with him, and then ignoring them until he needed someone to underscore the danger in flaunting hillbilly west Texasís lily-white traditions. At least thatís the way Glory Road presents it.

Haskins soon realizes he has nothing to work with. The school wonít give him money for recruiting and heís stuck in El Paso, where no one in their right mind would want to live, let alone play. Determined to win, he starts thinking outside the box, and notices black players being shunned by the bigger schools, regardless of their talent. Seeing an opening, he starts recruiting from inner-city street-ballers, bringing seven black players to Texas Western to play for him. His recruiting pitch? ďI donít see color, I just see talent.Ē Vowing to his new student athletes that on his team theyíll start rather than ride the bench as token black men, he turns his tiny schoolís basketball program around. Suddenly theyíve gone from last place poverty to contending for the NCAA championship.

But the Don Haskins presented in Glory Road is a hypocrite and the movie misses opportunities to achieve something good with an undeniably great story. Itís hard not to compare it to another Disney sports movie on a similar subject, Remember the Titans, the story of an African American coach integrating high school football. Remember the Titans is a masterful piece of work, one which focuses on the character conflict between students and teammates trying to deal with being forced to work together. The world around them spits on them, but they use that to draw closer together. In Glory Road thereís none of that. Thereís a clear division between the white players and the black players on Haskinís team, with his black players painted as borderline hate-mongering racists and his white players relegated to patsies there to step out of the way while history marches on by them.

Neither Haskins nor any of his team is really well developed. The players are never fleshed out much beyond their court presence. Youíll find yourself thinking of them as the white kid with glasses or the black short kid. Thereís some attempt to make a few of them more prominent, but it never happens and itís half-hearted. Haskins himself is little more than a two-dimensional figure who stalks back and forth shouting orders. He makes grandiose speeches about how he isnít here to make a social statement; he just wants to play good basketball. ďI donít see color!Ē he exclaims before intentionally benching all of his white players in the final game of the year to make exactly the social statement he claims he wasnít interested in making. He chooses to endanger the life of a black player with a heart condition, rather than allow one of his white players on the court.

If Haskins wanted to make a social statement, fighting discrimination by proving once and for all that black players could compete in college basketball, then Iím all for it. But donít let him at the same time ply his team and the media with false platitudes that claim exactly the opposite. The Haskins in this movie did see color, and in the end knowingly chose to make exactly the social statement he said he wasnít interested in, punishing his hard-working white players in the process. What are we supposed to think about that?

I refuse to believe this is actually the way it happened, and instead have to think that director James Gartner and screenwriter Chris Cleveland are simply off their rockers. Thereís no subtly to this story, itís blatantly obvious, grasping for all the easiest symbolism to drive its point home. When the movie tries for subtly, itís usually only to infer something stupid. For instance Adolph Rupp (John Voight) is the coach of Texas Westernís big rival. Glory Road makes the baffling decision to try and portray him as a Nazi, without coming right out and saying it. Oh, thereís a brief scene where his wife says ďnot everyone feels that wayĒ in defense of Haskinís wife, and Rupp never says anything even remotely racist. But the massive, fascist looking banner sporting Ruppís face that hangs from the top of his schoolís gym is downright suspicious, as is an announcerís obsessive predilection for calling Rupp ďThe BaronĒ. Alright, maybe that was really his nickname, but do you have to shout it while heís standing in front of an audience full of confederate flags? Just because the guyís name is Adolph doesnít make him Hitlerís step-cousin.

In the end, I have no idea what Glory Road wanted to be, or what itís trying to say if anything. As a sports movie it follows the same predictable formula they all do, but its subject matter is such that it could have and should have used that to lift itself beyond that basic formula. Remember the Titans did it, Glory Road could have too. Gartner never manages to balance the need to capture the explosive nature of the times in which Haskins is living, while letting us get to know and sympathize with his players on a personal level. Instead, what weíre left with is an awkward grab-bag of mixed messages and mediocre on-court footage. If youíre interested at all in what it was like to be part of this momentous event, stick around after the movieís credits for interviews with the real players who were there breaking down barriers. The movie is a lame-duck, but watching those men speak about what they fought for is something special. The players and coaches of Texas Western changed the sport of basketball forever; Glory Road accomplishes nothing.

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