Accomplished filmmaker Ben Proudfoot, because of a tip from a friend, inadvertently Googles his way to one of the greatest women basketball players ever to step on a court in these here United States. Also, he writes, she is “a gifted and open storyteller with a clarion memory.” Together, they make cinematic “music” unlike any many of us have seen and heard in years. A film that is literally and figuratively a beacon of hope and harmony with its nostalgia bitter and sweet, especially during this brutal period of COVID-19.
Is this not the seeds for a magnum opus feature film of some length if not sequels? A lengthy TV series, or a Netflix super-duper special? This reviewer is ready to be signed up!
