A good cast and some impressively played, staged, filmed and edited basketball come together in “Shooting Stars,” an over-familiar feel-good sports drama about the relationships, influences, missteps and triumphs of the formative years of LeBron James.

It covers much the same ground as the terrific 2008 documentary “More than a Game.” But that preceded the book LeBron co-wrote with sportswriter Buzz Bissinger, and that archival-footage-and-interviews film doesn’t have the Hollywood touches. There’s a little fictional embellishment, good actors in pivotal adult roles (Wood Harris, Dermot Mulroney, with Natalie Paul playing LeBron’s mother) and a “Rudy” reminiscent score by Emmy winner and Oscar nominee Mark Isham.

The movie is a new/old spin on the LeBron Legend, how this Akron child of a single mom found another “family” on the court, teammates and a coach who were in his life from age 10 onward. All of them shaped the player who became the phenom and then “The Chosen One,” and saw him through the perils of facing international scrutiny as a teen, and made him the man he grew up to be.

The self-mythologizing story omits his real-life brothers and embellishes or bends facts in other regards. And the screenplay has an uncertain grasp on its larger “Rudy-esque” theme, that the people who cared about King James made sure he didn’t just become a great player, but that he’d be an upstanding grown man as well. But it’s entertaining, especially in the ways it keeps our star on the periphery right up to the moment he becomes the hero in his own myth and his friends become his supporting cast.

We meet the boys in Lil Dru’s basement, playing basketball video games, a bunch of ten year-olds under the tween AAU tutelage of big Dru, given a corny earnestness by Wood Harris.

“It’s not how you start the game, it’s how you finish it” is his ethos.

The kids — Sian Cotton, Willie McGree, Lil Dru Joyce and LeBron, call themselves “The Fab Four.” They’re all about “When I make it to the league” dreams, and having “cribs next to each other” when they do.

“Shooting Stars” takes pains to show working middle class parents involved and supportive of their kids, and the boys’ lifelong rapport and friendly rivalry, on and off the court — girls, the classroom.

Then we see the teenaged Lil Dru (Caleb McLaughlin), LeBron (Mookie Cook), Sian (Khalil Everage) and Willie (Avery Sellis Wills, Jr.) face their first big collective decision, as incoming high school freshmen.

When the top dog high school in Akron suggests short and slight Dru could play Junior Varsity, but not varisty, he takes matters into his own hands.

Buchtel might offer a primo education and a prestigious sports history. There’s an assistant coach job for Dru’s dad. But there’s this Catholic School, St. Vincent-St. Mary, that just hired a demoted and embittered college coach (Dermot Mulroney).

The kid he labels a “cocky little bastard” promises Coach Dambrot “We can win you a state championship.” So he gets them scholarships.

“Shooting Stars” shows us the kids grow into young men, hitting all the waypoints of “proving themselves” worthy of getting onto the playing rotation, besting the upperclassmen and eventually besting every other school in Ohio and the best basketball prep schools in America.

“LeBron Mania,” the pitfalls of premature fame, the “meet cute” that introduced him to his future wife (Katlyn Nichol), the “tests” that come on the court and off with failure always followed by learning and growing and eventually triumphing, “Shooting Stars” covers the waypoints on James’ high school journey, and does so in an amiable if often perfunctory way.

I like the fact that the language is salty and that the kids are often arrogant to the point of obnoxious.

Not James, of course. He still controls this narrative, just as he has controlled the arc of his NBA career, which may be winding down and will do so on pretty much his terms.

Director Chris Robinson (“ATL,” “Beats” and TV’s “Black-ish”) keeps the tone light, and lets the jokey banter land a few laughs — “What’s the point of being popular” if not for chasing girls, one teammate asks? “E pluribus unum, SEIZE the day!”

Well, they weren’t Latin scholars.

I also like the way confrontations lead to little speeches about having more than basketball, about shaping “great Men” and not just “great players.”

McLaughlin stands out among the “fab four,” with Harris classing the joint up. But Mulroney has his best part in years and makes the most of his best scene, that first “try out” sequence, which begins with a brutally frank speech.

“I don’t give a s–t if you started last year or got a scholarship or if your uncle’s Michael Jordan. If you’re weak or lazy, you ain’t making the team. If you’re slow, you’re not making the team. If you SUCK, you’re out!”

The picture hews too closely to formula to be anything more than filmic comfort food. The rough edges are rubbed off pretty much everybody, with mother Gloria not depicted as being as in over her head as young LeBron was. He went to a party and got drunk and is hungover the next day?

“Play stupid games, get stupid prizes.”

But it’s watchable. And if James announces he’s retiring or making next season his last, “Shooting Stars” makes a timely and genial enough appreciation of how the GOAT got to be the GOAT and the friends and grownups who got him there.

Rating: PG-13, teen drinking, profanity

Cast: Wood Harris, Caleb McLaughlin, Marquis “Mookie” Cook, Natalie Paul, Khalil Everage, Sterling “Scoot” Henderson, Avery Sellis Wills Jr. and Dermot Mulroney

Credits: Directed by Chris Robinson, scripted by Frank E. Flowers, Tony Rettenmaier and Juel Taylor, based on the book by LeBron James and Buzz Bissinger. A Universal release on Peacock.

Running time: 1:56