Eephus

Carson Lund and co. have crafted more than a “baseball movie,” an elegy for these fleeting things in life that bring people together.

The film’s only villain is the passage of time, and its protagonists are simply facing the unpleasant realization that their era is ending sooner than their lifespans.

The film is an ultimate hangout tale. It’s never quite as funny as it intends to be, though quite a few chuckles slip through as the men stubbornly try to play in the moonlight or poke fun at each other’s lack of prowess.