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IN SHORT: The annual Sandler sometimes it's funny comedic assault. [Rated PG-13 for crude material including suggestive references, language and some male rear nudity. 102 minutes] Thirty Years On, their lives defined by a championship win in what (we're guessing) was a sixth grade basketball game, five pals return (with families and kidlets) to their once upon a time homes for the funeral of their Coach. For Lenny Feder (Adam Sandler) of Los Angeles, the shlep back to New England would be a costly one, with wife Roxanne (Salma Hayek) and sons Keithie (Cameron Boyce) and Greg (Jake Goldberg) in tow. Luckily "Hollywood" Feder is a big honkin' agent to the stars and can more than afford the trip. At heart, though, he's still an east coast guy who hasn't figured out how to break his son of an absolutely annoying sense of entitlement. So, meet the stars of long ago: Kurt McKenzie (Chris Rock), a house-husband henpecked by a wife (Maya Rudolph) and his live-in mother in law Charlotte (China Anne McClain); a new ager Rob Hilliard (Rob Schneider) on his fourth marriage; Eric Lamonsoff (Kevin James) , the fattest of the five and an embarrassed by the fact that he's not successful as the rest of this group and the still single Marcus Higgins (David Spade), who we doubt even understands the meaning of the word "embarrass". Once past the funeral, the five families gather at the Coach's old lodge, which has been rented for a week to allow the kids to bond and the grown ups to catch up. Well, for at least a day or two. Feder's wife has a fashion show to attend in Milan and ... wouldn't you know it ... neither she or her son has "packed" (clothing) for a stay in the New England countryside. As everyone gets acquainted or reacquainted, the basic crude jokes Adam Sandler has built his movie career upon come down on the head of Rob Schneider: one each about good ol' numbers one and two, something specific to the female anatomy, some kind of injury; you know the drill. Either we've gotten used to it or Sandler has decided not to go overboard as he's aged; we enjoyed the dumbness of this one. Not the women sitting around us, which falls right in line with the traditional definition of the dateflick (one will like, the other will endure...) There's no point in going deeper into it. Either you're inclined or you're not. On average, a first run movie ticket will run you Ten Bucks. Were Cranky able to set his own price to Grownups, he would have paid . . . $5We enjoyed it. The ladies all around us didn't. That's the classic definition of a dateflick.
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