This is Adam Sandler stuck in his lousy “cute” mode, and I’m getting tired of it. After the great move that was Punch-Drunk Love
, he’s been showing up in crap, and this one is no exception. He reunites with Drew Barrymore, his costar from The Wedding Singer
, for an asinine story about falling in love with a woman possessing no short-term memory. The movie, set in Hawaii, is kind of sick, but not in a good way. Rob Schneider gets some laughs, but Sandler flails for the most part. Barrymore works hard, but her part is so ridiculous, her work is in vain. A scene where Sandler serenades her with a ukulele had me almost forcing myself to pass out to avoid the horror. I miss the Sandler slob comedies, and I’d rather see sequels to Happy Gilmore
and Little Nicky
rather than this tripe. The best scene in the film is when a walrus vomits.