Adam Sandler is back at wasting the time and money of movie viewers once again. It seems like Sandler follows a simple formula
he comes up with a funny voice and attempts to make a movie out of it. He's done it before with The Waterboy & Little Nicky, and sadly, I'm sure he will do it again. It's obvious Sandler enjoys making movies that immature guys will find funny, and he doesn't seem to be looking to change. And why should he
people keep paying money to see his Happy Madison productions.
But the honesty of the situation is this his latest film installment, like most of his recent flicks (Jack and Jill, Just Go With It, You Don't Mess With The Zohan, I Now Pronounce You Chuck and Larry, Click shall I keep going?) absolutely stinks. Actually, saying it stinks is letting That's My Boy off the hook way to easy. It's abysmal. It's a nearly 2 hour movie the feels like it lasts 4. From the moronic casting of people who can't act (Vanilla Ice, Ciara & New York Jets football coach Rex Ryan), to the jokes so forced they seem to be written by a panel of fart and puke loving 12-year-olds, to Sandler's stupid Boston accent that loses any sign of amusement within the first 10 minutes of screen time.
It's sad to see Sandler refuse to grow as an actor, especially since he has shown glimpses of what he can accomplish with the right project (Punch Drunk Love, Funny People). That's My Boy is what is a very dumb, rarely funny comedy (if you can classify it as a comedy). I suppose those who have enjoyed his other stink bombs might get a kick out of this one too, but if you're on the opposite spectrum of comedy films like me and enjoy believable stories that seem to be grounded on this planet, do yourself a favor and see Safety Not Guaranteed or Searching For a Friend for the End of the World instead. You'll be much happier that you did.
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But the honesty of the situation is this his latest film installment, like most of his recent flicks (Jack and Jill, Just Go With It, You Don't Mess With The Zohan, I Now Pronounce You Chuck and Larry, Click shall I keep going?) absolutely stinks. Actually, saying it stinks is letting That's My Boy off the hook way to easy. It's abysmal. It's a nearly 2 hour movie the feels like it lasts 4. From the moronic casting of people who can't act (Vanilla Ice, Ciara & New York Jets football coach Rex Ryan), to the jokes so forced they seem to be written by a panel of fart and puke loving 12-year-olds, to Sandler's stupid Boston accent that loses any sign of amusement within the first 10 minutes of screen time.
It's sad to see Sandler refuse to grow as an actor, especially since he has shown glimpses of what he can accomplish with the right project (Punch Drunk Love, Funny People). That's My Boy is what is a very dumb, rarely funny comedy (if you can classify it as a comedy). I suppose those who have enjoyed his other stink bombs might get a kick out of this one too, but if you're on the opposite spectrum of comedy films like me and enjoy believable stories that seem to be grounded on this planet, do yourself a favor and see Safety Not Guaranteed or Searching For a Friend for the End of the World instead. You'll be much happier that you did.
For more quick reviews check out www.FilmStallion.com