The effortless star quality of these actors, so clearly still in their prime, is undimmed. If we needed someone to save the world, wouldn't Clint Eastwood, Tommy Lee Jones, James Garner, and Donald Sutherland be the guys to do it? Or at least wouldn't it be fun to watch those guys play "Leisure World astronauts" showing off their right stuff? If your answer is yes, this is your movie.
Director Eastwood takes his time, giving us a prolonged black and white intro, with the stars' voices coming from younger actors portraying them circa 1958. Then we have to get acquainted with the problem, NASA has to come to Corvin for help, he has to turn them down, then get his old nemesis to agree to let him get his over-the-hill-gang back together, then they have to go through training and show those young upstart astronauts a thing or two, and then comes ten, nine, eight, seven, and all the rest of it and we're out in space. The script is weak and saggy and the plot is predictable. The last scene is weirdly maudlin, even macabre.