Probably helps if you care about basketball. I can name three players from the ’92 Dream Team and that’s about where my investment runs out, which left me watching The First Slam Dunk from a distance I never quite closed. The animation is undeniably impressive — fluid, kinetic, and giving the sport real weight — but admiration isn’t always the same thing as being pulled in.
That’s where Hustle worked for me. It was my gateway drug to basketball films because the game wasn’t the whole point. What landed was the bruised pride, the second chances, the need to prove you’ve still got something left. Here, the match stays front and centre, and if you’re still sat there thinking “it’s a ball going through a hoop”, the emotional side has to do a lot more lifting.
For me, it never quite gets there. All the intensity in the world can’t make up for a lack of tenderness. Cricket, football, even baseball and I’d probably be there. Basketball, apparently not. Someone should make an anime about cricket, mind. Now that I’d watch...