I saw it w/ my mom. At my mom's. So sue me. I may or may not have been a little bit moved. What is wrong w/ me? Ain't nothin' wrong w/ me, bub. I will concede that these eager-to-please lowest-common-denominator-type American comedies sure make you cringe a great deal. One has to get past the cringing. I like all the characters. Against my better judgment. Africans may not be pleased. Yikes. Feel no shame.
A quite amusing comedy with a clear identity crisis. On the one hand there is a dramedy with emotional weight here and on the other hand there is dumb infantile humour in the vein of Billy Madison. I cannot really reconcile these two strains of writing but there is fun to be had if you endure some cringeworthy silliness. Barrymore is charming as always but Sandler seems to be a bit sleepy. OK time waster.
Sandler doesn't need the low-brow affectations that once made him famous. Here he's able to step beyond the emotionally crippled man-child persona and play a genuine character. His conviction as a middle-aged dad, struggling to come to terms with the death of his wife (while trying to do the best for his family), is well developed and keenly observed. It's not a work of greatness, but the heart's in the right place.