Oh, Adam Sandler. We’ve grown so accustomed to your mode of comedy. And for the lucky few of us, we aren’t tired of it yet. At least this time you got some different friends into the act. It was growing annoying to see the same two or three guys rounding out the cast. Adding wonderful names like Kevin James and Selma Hayek was a brilliant idea.

And that’s not all the faces you’ll recognize in Adam Sandler’s newest film, Grown Ups. Chris Rock, David Spade, Rob Schneider, Maya Rudolph, and Maria Bello (who I still only recognize as the bar owner in Coyote Ugly) round out the cast on this one. For PG-13, I’m not surprised to say it’s not really a family comedy. Sure, it has its heartfelt moments, but it definitely deals with a number of adult concepts that kids could live a few more years without being exposed to.

The five main guys are re-united at the funeral of their middle school basketball coach. Since middle school, Adam Sandler has become a filthy rich talent agent, married Selma Hayek (a fashion designer of humble origins), and had 3 children. The two boys are complete brats and the daughters stereotypically sweet. Chris Rock is a stay-at-home dad who gets no respect and can’t cook for crap. His character got on my nerves; they tried to make him embody the FEMALE stereotype of the unappreciated housewife. He came off as overly emotional and semi-retarded at times. Kevin James is a recently laid-off co-manager of a lawn furniture company who is married to Maria Bello and has two children. His daughter overeats and resembles her father, and his four-year old son still breast feeds. This would be the other bit that could’ve been taken out the film in my opinion. It was just kind of gross and creepy. As usual, James has a wonderfully hilarious brand of fat guy physical comedy, from breaking a swimming pool to falling down a hill. David Spade is a womanizer living in a trailer. Not a stretch from his usual role. And Rob Schneider is married to a woman 30 years his senior, and they’re both hippies. He also has terrible hair. He also has three daughters. Two of them look like supermodels, and one looks like a younger, female Rob Schneider. I feel so sorry for that actress. Who wants to put “Rob Schneider’s ugly daughter” on their resume?

Well of course random hilarity ensues. With all the different problems each character was having, the movie came across rather episodic. No sooner would one thing get fixed, another problem pops up for someone else. I will say the funniest bit of the film was when the guys were taking shifts staring at one of Rob Schneider’s daughters, to avoid looking too obvious. Clearly they fail, but the effort was great. And the film ends with a warm and fuzzy wrap-up where all the characters have grown and are better for having hung out with friends. The cool thing for me was that I went to see it on a guys’ night. So guys are hanging out watching a movie about guys hanging out. Final verdict: I’d definitely watch it again. Touché, Adam Sandler. Touché.

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