Craig Gillespie directs Jon Hamm, Bill Paxton and Alan Arkin in this true story of a down on his heels sports agent who goes to India to discover untapped baseball prospects.
A lightweight film that is lacking in enough of both humour or drama to make it worthwhile, despite being decently crafted. I’d use the faint praise inoffensive but the second act in India is cliched, while the third act, some how giving everyone far too much screentime yet still managing to overlook the fish-out-water Indian characters shipped over to ‘Merica as commodities. They somehow affect the honkies lives for good but we never see the scenes when their actions, words or existence prove to be the catalyst. The results just… happen. A waste of Hamm who is far better than this watery soup of Moneyball, Jerry Maguire and a Patak’s sauce jar. And considering how much I love those five particular ingredients (even water) the below score should make clear just quite how watered down we are talking.