2012. Rated R, 116 minutes.
Cast:
Vanilla Ice
Tony Orlando
Rachel Dratch
Eva Amurri Martino
Peggy Stewart
Luenell
Ciara
Milo Ventimiglia
As a thirteen year old, Donny Berger (Sandler) lives out the
fantasy of many a young boy when he enters into a sexual relationship with Ms.
McGarricle (Martino in ’84, Sarandon in the present), the hottest teacher in
school. When this bit of info becomes extremely public, Ms. McGarricle is
shipped off to jail. There is just one little complication. She is pregnant.
Donny and his family are awarded custody of the baby whom he names Han Solo
Berger. Fast-forward almost thirty years. Donny is now a loser former celebrity
in deep to the IRS. In fact, he has just a few days to come up with $43,000 or
he will go to prison, himself. Han Solo, now going by Todd Peterson (Samberg)
is now a successful executive and about to marry his fiancée Jamie (Meester).
Donny cannot ask him for the money because the two are not on speaking terms.
However, a friend of Donny’s who hosts a smutty talk show, offers him fifty
grand if he can organize a family reunion of sorts, with Todd and Ms.
McGarricle at the women’s prison where she is still an inmate.
There are basically two distinct versions of Adam Sandler.
The one that fares best is the rather bland Everyman whose either a family man
or a rather normal dude looking for love. As this person, Sandler generally
makes his better movies. They appear to have a heart and Sandler, while not
great, is usually likeable. The other version is the zany Sandler. This version
usually has some goofy voice and/or accent, drinks heavily and/or does drugs,
uses lots of slapstick and anatomy humor, and often uses a sexual fetish as a
running gag. The movies featuring this Sandler are routinely dumber and have a
few laugh out loud moments hidden within a crowd of jokes that don’t work. This
latter version is the one we get for That’s My Boy.
If you can’t tell by my in-depth analysis of the two sides
of our star, we get a string of jokes that are all loud and crass, but fail to
be funny. The biggest reason for this is that we’ve seen this from Sandler
before. It’s all way too familiar. Everything is a retread of stuff we got from
You Don’t Mess with the Zohan, Little Nicky, The Waterboy, Happy
Gilmore, etc. Donny has a thing for old ladies, masturbates a lot, winds
up in a fist fight with an old man, there are a number of cameos from sports
personalities, and so on. On top of that, there are a number of dated
references to things that were funny for about five minutes back in the
nineties.
To his credit, Adam Samberg does the best with what he has
to work with. Admittedly, that’s not much, but he at least gives us someone to
root for. For most part, he’s the straight man for all the knuckleheads running
around in this movie. Though they try, I wouldn’t call any of his scenes even
remotely touching. Still, they are by far the most bearable ones in the entire
film. Most of our laughs are reserved for him making an innocent mistake, not
from the outlandish antics of any of the others.
For me personally, this was a chore to sit through. It has a
few funny moments, but they are few and far between. As with most comedic
actors who have been around for a while, use how normally feel about their work
as a guide to make your own decision. You know if you are a fan of Sandler’s
wackier work, or not. It really is that simple. Don’t trick yourself into
thinking this might be somehow different, or better, than what we’ve come to
expect from him. If you like zany Sandler, by all means, go for it. If you
prefer the tamer incarnation, skip it.
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