Starring Clint Eastwood, Amy Adams, Justin Timberlake, John Goodman and Matthew Lillard. Written by Randy Brown. Directed by Robert Lorenz. Produced by Clint Eastwood, Robert Lorenz, Tim Moore and Michele Weisler.
Focusing on Mickey (Adams), a classic emotionally reclusive workaholic who has devoted every waking moment to becoming a partner at the firm where she works as an attorney in order to avoid any sort of close human relationship, and her father Gus (Eastwood), an aging baseball scout who's developing glaucoma, this movie follows the pair's relationship. And while the entirety of why, exactly, the two aren't close – other than the fact that Gus has never, ever had a serious conversation about anything other than baseball – isn't revealed, but alluded to over and over again until the end of the film, we – as the audience – aren't really left in any sort of anticipation about what exactly went down those eons ago when Eastwood was still a young father.
While, yes, the plot and script are rather predictable, Adams and Eastwood do managed to make their father-daughter relationship quite believable and with the help of Timberlake's character (he's actually really good here as a washed-up pitcher turned Red Sox scout) we're left rooting for their relationship despite the fact that we ultimately know that in the fashion of this sort of film all wounds will be healed by the time the credits roll.