With a run that’s included and instantaneous contender for worst film of all time Jack and Jill, Adam Sandler’s latest That’s My Boy uses an incredible chain of potential offense and 80s idolatry, weaved into a paltry comedy that beats you with over explained, repetitious shtick. That’s My Boy follows Sandler a boy statutory raped (that’s right) at thirteen by his teacher who he impregnates. Once the teacher is jailed he’s told that he’ll be responsible for the child’s upbringing. Donny tries to rekindle their broken relationship when his son’s getting married. The premise utilises the following inflammatory topics for joke fodder: rape, racism, parental negligence, bullying, diabetes and incest.
Adam Sandler’s infantile humour is gratuitous. Andy Samberg’s an improvisational powerhouse from Saturday Night Live and frontman of The Lonely Island must have been made an offer that he couldn’t refuse to partake in this nonsense. The cast is littered with Happy Madison regulars, clocking on for their yearly pay check and delivering nothing noteworthy. Nick Swardson must have no other offers when he’s picking up roles that Rob Sneider is saying no to. Seeing James Caan was a highlight as the hair trigger priest who loves to fight. Nothing he does in this film is anything you haven’t seen from him in other roles but the unwavering love I’ve had for him since Thief and The Godfather continues to have currency.
Budweiser’s brand presence in this film is more shameful (and less self aware) than the product placement in Wayne’s World [pictured below]. Literally every scene that Donny (Sandler) is in he’s holding some kind of Bud product – with the label facing the lense.
There’s nothing that makes this film worth seeing. That’s My Boy is another example of Adam Sandler rubbing peoples noses in the fecal matter that his career’s become.
That’s My Boy is released in Australia on Thursday the 14th of June 2012, and in the U.S.A on the 15th of June 2012.