The film is Leatherheads, basically a 'time passes by'-ode starring George Clooney.

I don't want to give too-much of a SPOILER, which is my main complaint with the movie (you don't need to hear how wonderful it is ... George Clooney's in it!): the most-thrilling thing about it is that you don't know how it's going to end.

I suppose that's a good thing, but a lot of movies have 'undercurrents of obvious endings' (the good guys win, the bad guys lose, everything works out) and soar on the wings of their awesome performers.

Not to say Clooney and Renée Zellweger gave performances that were less-than-par, it's just ... well, I could've waited for the movie to come out on cable and saved the gas-money.