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Now homeless, Dax goes around trying to find guys to join his team, to no avail. While watching some guys play at a court, Uncle Drew, who is now elderly, comments on how poorly the guys are playing. They overhear and challenge him to put his money where his mouth is. Drew proves that he's still got it in front of a crowd of impressed viewers. After the game, Dax approaches Drew and asks him to join his team. Drew refuses until Dax manages to convince him. Drew says he will only join Dax if he can get his old team together. Dax reluctantly agrees and joins Drew on a road trip to DC to find the guys.
Dax and Drew stop at a church to find Preacher (Chris Webber), who works as... a preacher. He is baptizing a small baby, but his methods of handling the baby ('Steph Curry-ing' as Dax puts it) frighten Dax to the point that he has to speak up and stop the baptism. He is baptized in the baby's place. Drew then tells Preacher that they are trying to get the team back together, but Preacher's wife Betty Lou (Lisa Leslie) adamantly refuses to let him play again. Dax and Drew almost leave until Preacher tries sneaking with them onto Drew's van. Betty Lou immediately catches wind of this and chases after them in her van, but they lose her.
An amiable, good-natured film that delivers little of substance other than a pleasant "forget about the outside world" experience for 103 minutes. Sometimes that's good enough.
Uncle Drew is more than a vehicle to sell cola, not to mention basketball's chief product-placement fetish, sneakers. It's also a sweet-intentioned bit of summer fun.
The message is undercut by the fact that they're all decades younger than the movie says they are, and under the amateurish old-age makeup, they aren't actors enough to make it work.
"Uncle Drew confirms the urban legend that the best stand-up comedy, face-to-face drama, and spontaneously creative choreography can be found on city basketball courts."
Its heart is in the right place, but some lively performances from the better-than-you'd-expect ballers-turned-actors can only paper over a thin, cliché-riddled script so much.
Lil Rel Howery, Tiffany Haddish, JB Smoove and Nick Kroll are terrific, as we'd expect. It's more of a surprise that basketballers Irving, Miller, Robinson, Leslie, et al., are also quite good.