Baseball-themed drama starring Clint Eastwood and Amy Adams. Gus Lobel (Eastwood) is a veteran baseball scout who is nearing the end of his career. Realising that her father is struggling to keep up with the demands of his job as his eyesight deteriorates, Guss daughter Mickey (Adams) reluctantly agrees to accompany her father on his upcoming scouting venture. Justin Timberlake co-stars as Mickeys love interest Johnny Flanagan, an aspiring sports announcer whose career was first launched when he was scouted by Gus years ago.
Clint Eastwood has developed a killer changeup during his career, using his iconic status and mainstream credibility to take audiences to some thoughtfully unexpected places. (How the man behind the lyrical Letters from Iwo Jima and A Perfect World can also peel off something like the cheerfully meatheaded The Rookie is one of the most enjoyable mysteries in Hollywood.) The biggest surprise behind Trouble with the Curve, Eastwoods first time in front of the camera since Gran Torino (and his first appearance in a film he hasnt directed since 1993s In the Line of Fire), is how resolutely unsurprising it is, telling its story with an unfashionably retro simplicity. Still, even if the resolution is easily guessed, the stars trademark glower and a stellar supporting cast make it an exceedingly pleasant journey. Pulling a 180 from the methods espoused in Moneyball, Randy Browns script follows Gus (Eastwood), a cantankerous talent scout for the Atlanta Braves whose old-school ethics are on the outs. While on what may be his last recruiting trip, Gus is reunited with his estranged daughter (Amy Adams), an upwardly mobile attorney still smarting from her fathers distancing techniques. First-time director Robert Lorenz wisely places his actors front and center, with the sparkling Adams, Justin Timberlake, Matthew Lillard, and the great John Goodman all delivering terrifically tuned performances. Ultimately, though, Trouble with the Curve rises and falls with Eastwood, who keeps the material from drifting into cornball territory by sheer force of will. Squinting balefully at even the most minor annoyance, and rasping out a succession of mildly profane wisecracks, he generates more than enough star power to keep the film on track. If he hasnt earned the right to coast occasionally, then for Petes sake, who has? --Andrew Wright