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The Wedding SingerAdam Sandler and Drew BarrymoreScreenplay by Tim Herlihy Directed by Frank Coraci Website: www.weddingsinger.com |
IN SHORT: A Perfect Date Flick. (Really. I mean it!)
Let us now recap Cranky's history with the movies starring Adam Sandler. Cranky hated Happy Gilmore. Cranky avoided Billy Madison like the plague. As for television, Cranky always wondered aloud if Sandler could turn his hilarious little Saturday Night Live songs into a full length movie.
He's done the next best thing and, in The Wedding Singer, Sandler strikes gold. Not just the little nuggets that set off the Gold Rush back in 1848, nope, this is like the guy in the TV commercial that found a huge hunk of it in the back yard. The Wedding Singer is funny. It is cute and touching. It is romantic. Sandler doesn't behave like an ass to get a laugh. He acts his way more than passably through enough of a story to keep everybody male and female happy as the proverbial clam.
Of course, that's not what you "traditional" Sandler fans want to hear (I know. I've talked with some of you.) You want him to be an ass. You want him to beat the system. You don't want to hear words like "romantic". To you I say, "Do as Cranky did after Happy Gilmore. Take a pill."
The Wedding Singer is is the saga of a poor shlump who can't win the girl he really wants 'cuz she only wants to be his friend and his battle to find true happiness in a time when the women dress like Madonna and the men dress like Michael Jackson.
Here's the sitch: It is 1985 and Robbie Hart (Sandler) is making a fairly good living leading one of those bands you rent for weddings and parties and such. A couple of days before his own wedding, Robbie meets the waitress of his dreams, Julia (Drew Barrymore), who is also engaged. Robbie shows up for his wedding. His fiancee doesn't. Robbie's best friend Sammy (Alan Colvert) tries to cheer him up. Julia's best friend Holly (Christine Taylor) tries to jump his bones. And a mystery man looking suspiciously like Billy Idol helps to save the day.
For all of us that remember the 80s (which includes Cranky, but barely) the flick is dead on hilarious when it shows off the costumes and habits of that decade. The movie soundtrack sounds like one of those magnificent Rhino Records compilation CDs. You get Flying Lizards, Psychedelic Furs, Police, Buggles and more. Cranky hopes the official soundtrack CD is as good.
On average, a first run movie ticket will run you Eight Bucks. Were Cranky able to set his own price to The Wedding Singer, he would have paid . . .
$8.00
Sandler is dead on funny. The Wedding Singer is dead on great fun.
Oh, yeah,
Steve Buscemi walks through the story a couple of times. [tee hee]