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That’s My Boy

THAT’S MY BOY (Sean Anders). 114 minutes. Opens Friday (June 15). See listing. Rating: N


From his SNL days and 1995’s Billy Madison on, Adam Sandler has made a career out of playing a man-child, with wild-eyed expressions and a strained voice that sounded like a baby walrus. A generation later, both Sandler and his shtick have gotten old.

In That’s My Boy, he’s back to the same routine (with that same voice), playing Donny, a 40-year-old washout who was once famous for getting his high school teacher pregnant. That estranged adult love-child, Todd (Andy Samberg), has disavowed his father’s existence until Dad crashes his wedding weekend in need of some cash.

Cue the barrage of generic toilet (and jizz) humour, fat jokes and unwarranted cameos (Vanilla Ice, finding his own presence amusing). The movie hits you with so many stupid, juvenile gags that you eventually descend to its level and find mild amusement in mundane sights like Sandler jerking off. This could be a metaphor of some sort, since Sandler seems to make movies only to pleasure himself.

The actor’s not bad at what he does he’s just not doing much. Meanwhile, co-star/protege Samberg gets little to do but gawk and act awkward. He’s gone from the comedic heights of SNL’s Dick In A Box video to something like comedic impotence in this movie.

Let’s hope he doesn’t follow in Sandler’s footsteps and do the same old thing for another two decades.

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