Johnny Cash stars as a legendary pool hustler, back in town after a long absence (21 years, I think). He encounters a young punk who's got more swagger than skill at pool, and who turns out to be - hey! - his son. Yes, this film is a tired old vehicle made up of mostly clichés, and reminders of better films like The Hustler or The Cincinatti Kid. But it does have some decent performances, and then there's Cash himself. Some of his wardrobe is decidedly hoot-worthy, but I think his fans will happily overlook that. He also performs on the soundtrack, so that's another plus for fans. Watch out for the amusing scene where he pretends to be an undercover cop. Richard Roundtree has a memorable bit where he brings a welcome note of menace to the proceedings. Not really a good film, but a decent enough way of killing time if you've got nothing better to do.