Tag is a sloppy joe of a movie. It’s artistically unambitious, structurally unsound, and of questionable nutritional value. It’ll fill you up, though, and sometimes that’s all you really want out of a comedy. Tag’s not too long, and you don’t have to pay close attention to follow the plot, plus there are a few dumb laughs along the way. Who cares if it’s basically a fistful of chum-meat, spongy gluten, and some sort of indescribable sauce that came out of a packet? The packet in this case is a 2013 Wall Street Journal article about a group of men that continued to play tag well into adulthood. Using that as the barest wisp of a narrative skeleton, Tag assembles three solid character actors (Jon Hamm, Jeremy Renner, Jake Johnson), one legitimately hilarious comedian (Hannibal Buress), and Ed Helms to portray these friends. One of ’em, Renner, is getting married and wants to retire with his undefeated status. The other four make it their mission to tag him before the window closes forever. by Ned Lannamann