Ivan Reitman has made a football movie starring Kevin Costner, and the result is not bad. On the other hand, it, uh, fumbles the ball plenty. An excerpt from my Vulture review:
By now it’s old hat to bemoan the ever-increasing age gap between male stars and their romantic leads, but Costner and Garner interact less like lovers and more like a father and his favorite daughter. With her ramrod posture and unwavering, rapt gaze, Garner always seems like the perfect daddy’s girl, anyway. Costner comes more alive in his scenes with Ellen Burstyn, who, though nearly as close to his age, plays his mother. She at least ratchets up his pulse whenever she stalks into a room.