Friday, 7 September 2012

That's My Boy.

That's My Boy poster.

Adam Sandler is clearly the cornerstone of sentimental, highbrow comedy. Even with that task he manages to bring an extra edge to it, with zany zingers and intelligence to boot. Of course, these are not true at all. Long ago are the days of the touching Big Daddy, the lovable Happy Gilmore, the enjoyable The Wedding Singer, the idiotic guilty pleasures Billy Madison and The Waterboy, even the mildly entertaining Little Nicky. The change of pace comedy role of Airheads would be welcome now or a return to drama which he did surprisingly brilliant in with Reign Over Me and Punch-Drunk Love – with Spanglish being tolerable. In fact, anything would be better than the crap that’s been churned out since 2008. Can the comedy world not do better than You Don’t Mess with the Zohan? Grown Ups? Just Go with It? Jack and Jill? There’s now another awful title to add to the list: That’s My Boy.

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