It’s strange to me that such an aficionado of Kevin Costner’s career (that sentence makes me want to puke… who would consider the majority of his work good?) wouldn’t realize that he’s done, like, six baseball films. For the Love of the Game is the only one that isn’t worth watching.
Robin Hood and Waterworld are two of the worst films ever made. Dances with Wolves was decent but I find it funny that a movie with the intentions of showcasing “a great people” instead villainizes them and focuses on two white people.
All of this Costner bashing makes me feel good on the inside. 
