

		Jimmy Fallon is no Adam Sandler. Now those are words I never thought I'd 
		write, but Sandler and Drew Barrymore have emerged as the new king and 
		queen of romantic comedies, heirs to Tom Hanks and Meg Ryan. 
		
		
		That's 
		evident when Barrymore is paired with Fallon in "Fever Pitch." They just 
		don't bring the heat, as the little boy said in "The Rookie." 
		
		
Fallon plays an honors geometry teacher named Ben Wrightman who seems 
		to live up to his name and then some. When Lindsey Meeks (Drew 
		Barrymore) is laid low with food poisoning the night of their first 
		date, he tucks her into bed, scrubs her bathroom and spends the night on 
		her couch with her dog, whose teeth he brushed. You don't want to know 
		why. 
		But Lindsey's friends suspect something is amiss. If Ben is such a 
		good catch, why isn't he married? 
		Setting aside the flawed thinking inherent in that question, it turns 
		out he's a passionate -- some might say obsessive -- Boston Red Sox fan 
		whose apartment is decorated like a gift shop or memorabilia-rich 
		museum. The living room boasts a replica of Fenway Park's outfield wall 
		and anything that can bear the team stamp, from shower curtains to 
		sheets, T-shirts and more formal jerseys, can be found. 
		Lindsey is a workaholic business consultant who knows virtually 
		nothing about the Bosox or baseball. But she warms to the sport and the 
		colorful characters who faithfully sit near Ben a few rows behind the 
		dugout. 
		As Lindsey pursues a promotion and Ben pursues the team's shot at the 
		pennant and both evaluate what a future together might hold, they 
		encounter enough rain for a delay of game. But will the game be called 
		entirely, even as Boston marches toward the World Series? 
		"Fever Pitch" is based on Nick Hornby's autobiographical book of the 
		same name about a rabid soccer fan. It was turned into a British film 
		called "Fever Pitch" starring Colin Firth. Like Hornby's "High 
		Fidelity," transported to Chicago, this "Fever Pitch" has been shifted 
		to Boston and Americanized. 
		Peter and Bobby Farrelly, the brothers who once specialized in 
		gross-out comedies, direct "Fever Pitch," and it's more "Shallow Hal" 
		than "There's Something About Mary" or "Dumb and Dumber," although there 
		is one juvenile running gag. 
		There is a sweetness at the center of the movie -- the ballpark is 
		Ben's second home, the fans his family -- but the former "Saturday Night 
		Live" player isn't the acting equivalent of a pitcher who can throw a 
		fastball, a curve ball, a screwball or anything the catcher signals. 
		Barrymore, on the other hand, is most at home in romantic comedies 
		and she raises the level of his game, but they don't exactly have 
		chemistry of cosmic proportions. Ben and his buddies and Lindsey and her 
		female friends do, and they provide a welcome backdrop to the romance 
		which has all the suspense of a "Murder, She Wrote" episode. 
		The original script, by Lowell Ganz and Babaloo Mandel, had the Red 
		Sox dropping out of the pennant race. Historic events dictated a change 
		and made for the sort of fairy-tale finish that usually happens only in 
		the movies.