This movie, even with the inclusion of Justin Timberlake, wishes us all to get as far from its lawn as humanly possible. The inclusion of Matthew Lillard is a great way to ensure I never, ever see this movie, which is about baseball as much as Moneyball is about Brad Pitt’s constant need to eat.
Just because a movie uses baseball as its “don’t give up on your old pop!” delivery device doesn’t mean you have to see it, baseball fans. This time is much better spent doing almost anything else.
Angry old man cane tap to the Atlantic.