Presented by James M. Tate / 5/25/2014 / No comments / 2014 , adam sandler , drew barrymore , romantic comedy
ADAM & DREW RETURN IN BLENDED
Former SNL alumni Kevin Nealon's role, part of a March/November relationship with an airhead blonde, is almost as unfunny as the lounge band of African singers who, providing a zany Greek chorus, brings BLENDED to an embarrassingly awful (and to some, even racist) level, possibly even surpassing JACK AND JILL in the cringe factor.
|As dumb as it gets|
The only time Sander and Barrymore have chemistry is when all the distractions are gone: herein the chick flick audience will get what they paid for. But not a minute goes by without some kind of awkward intrusion by cast members seeming like GONG SHOW contestants that never get gonged...
Perhaps the once mighty Sandler considers himself Teflon to bad comedy, and the last few years he’s just daring the awful jokes – some which seem intentionally futile – to bring his faithful audience down. Not even the signature "baby talk" sweetness, more forced and sappy than ever, works like it did in his leaner youth. And while past films had special guest stars playing themselves, ranging from Bob Barker to Al Pacino to Vanilla Ice, the owner of Dick's Sporting Goods makes an appearance... Talk about obscure!
No matter how you slice it, fans of THE WEDDING SINGER will most likely sing the blues along with the latter 50 FIRST DATES crowd. And when BLENDED finally ends, a cutesy closing credit singalong provides nails in an already sealed coffin, so get out while you can!