Terence Rafferty of the New York Times writes about the baseball film festival at the Museum of Modern Art (MoMA).
Paragraphs like this must mean that it will be loaded with baseball fun!
What's striking about "The Natural" and "Field of Dreams" is how insistent they are on apotheosizing the national pastime, on treating the game as the stuff of a national mythology. They're less about baseball than they are about an idea of baseball, about a sport that is no longer itself but a theater in which the great American drama of aspiration is acted out over and over again in soft focus and slow motion, to the accompaniment of music triumphal enough to make Wagner (Richard, not Honus) blush.
I often drop the word "apotheosizing" into casual conversation.
Friend: Hey, do you want to go out to eat at Joe's! I hear the food is great!
Bob: Now there's no need for apotheosizing that restaurant's food.