Starring Adam Sandler. By now, that much -- that little -- should be a sufficient review. To say that he plays the weakling son of Satan -- to say that he plays him as if afflicted with a humpback, a clubfoot, cerebral palsy, throat cancer, and limp lifeless hair -- is just to get mired in minutiae. The only real difference between an Adam Sandler comedy and, say, a Pauly Shore comedy is that the first will make mountains of money and the second molehills. So instead of remaining a bad joke, it becomes, from the standpoint of his backers, a good joke. Heh-heh-heh. With Patricia Arquette and Harvey Keitel; directed by Steven Brill. (2000) — Duncan Shepherd
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