Some people just aren’t very funny. Six of them, actors Adam Sandler, Kevin James, David Spade, and Rob Schneider, director Dennis Dugan (who makes a cameo appearance as a referee), and writer Fred Wolf (along with Sandler) display their lack of humor in this interminable, less than juvenile debacle about a Catholic grammar school basketball champion team that gets together 30 years later for their coach’s funeral.
Chris Rock has been in some horrible movies, but his innate humor eventually came through somewhat. In this, he only made me smile once. It takes a humongous effort to make Rock unhumorous.
Dugan’s part in this is not surprising, since his previous credits include the horrific You Don’t Mess with the Zohan and I Now Pronounce You Chuck & Larry, both of which starred Sandler, and the latter included James. I liked Dugan as an actor when he appeared in a guest role on The Rockford Files, which was later spun off into his own series, Richie Brockelman, Private Eye. But my favorable opinion hasn’t carried over since he started trying to direct comedic motion pictures.
This film is a complete and utter waste of time. It pictures five guys with no chemistry who try to act like they are lifelong friends. The private jokes among them all fall flat. Except for the one smile Rock elicited, there is nothing funny in this movie. It is an exercise in ineptitude.
Let’s face it, these guys aren’t really actors, they are standup comedians. It takes talent to create onscreen chemistry, and that’s a commodity that is beyond their ken.
The film wastes a couple of beautiful women, Salma Hayek and Maria Bello, as the wives of Sandler and James, respectively, but the guys can’t create any chemistry there, either.
There are lots of easy-to-anticipate tasteless jokes, many at the expense of Schneider’s elderly wife, Joyce Van Patten (Dugan’s wife in real life).
Enough! I’ve wasted enough time on this.