Just Go without Sandler’s latest
I think everyone hits a wall at their workplace. While many are happy to be employed and give their all at their jobs, there are times when a bit of malaise sets in and instead of giving 100 percent, we phone it in for a while. I have a feeling Adam Sandler’s going through a similar phase where his film career is concerned. Granted, he’ll never be accused of making high art, but at least many of his comedies have a sense of fun about them (The Wedding Singer, The Waterboy) while he seemed to be willing to occasionally venture out of his comfort zone (Punch-Drunk Love, Reign Over Me).
Judging by last year’s Grown-Ups and his latest, Just Go with It, those factors seem to be a thing of the past. With a plot that begins at ridiculous and descends into inanity, the film stars Sandler as Danny, a successful plastic surgeon who can’t make an emotional commitment lasting more than 12 hours. So, he poses as a married man with a sob story (“My wife beats me!”) and successfully beds one hot babe after another. However, when he meets Palmer (Brooklyn Decker) he decides to give up the single game. But, when she finds his “wedding ring,” he knows the truth about his dating habits won’t fly so he comes up with an elaborate ruse that involves Katherine (Jennifer Aniston), his long-suffering assistant, posing as his soon-to-be-ex-wife.
One lie leads to another until Katherine’s children become involved and Danny’s “family” and Palmer end up in Hawaii. Well-written farce is one thing – this is simply a series of preposterous scenarios underscored by the sense of crudity (don’t ask what a “chocolate pickle” is) that Sandler uses as a crutch far too often. While the film isn’t bad enough to signal the coming of an apocalypse, I couldn’t help but think that something in the cosmos was seriously out of whack when Nicole Kidman popped up here for an extended cameo. Obviously, everyone went crazy from the Hawaiian heat on this one.
Contact Chuck Koplinski at firstname.lastname@example.org.