You know what’s a good movie that I always forget about? Moneyball. Flipping through the ol’ movie collection, I happened upon this gem of Hollywood baseball and thought, “Oh yeah! I’ve been wanting to watch this again. Lucky me, because today is that day.” My brain apparently likes to reward me for stumbling across things I’ve forgotten or misplaced. I’m usually willing to accept such rewards and use them as distractions to forget or misplace something else. Anyway, enough of the psychoanalysis, how’s the movie?!

This is yet another underdog story, David versus Goliath, or the have-nots making it out against the haves. It’s Brad Pitt as the Oakland A’s general manager vacillating between stoicism and percolating emotion. It’s Jonah Hill playing an economist viewing baseball through a statistical filter, bucking the tradition of judging players based on looks. Chris Pratt is here too. He’s not quite Marvel/Jurassic World famous yet, but he shares screen time with Pitt which is something. Robin Wright drops in, and Aaron Sorkin contributed to the screenplay. Philip Seymour Hoffman also rumbles through the movie with a curmudgeonly disposition which should make us all lament we’ll never see him in another film.

As you can see, I know how to rattle off names like the movie’s IMDB page. Really, however, you should see this as a baseball movie with some serious weight behind it. Moneyball is a skillfully crafted movie that manufactures drama on the field and in the front office while sprinkling light-hearted humor on top to pace things out. It’s earned its title as a good movie I always forget about.