One of the most nuanced example set for women empowerment, Sandman has got what these big banners would kill to have for; Aniston will solve it, though.
I try and always give credit to the creators or directors at first, before I start on saying something about the film. But over the years, with plenty of films and other appearances on stages or shows, the Sandman- as Sandler claims himself to be- has remain Sandman all the way through, untouched and unfiltered with only a couple of exceptions. And just like all of them, this one too is a Sandler film. With that same unorthodox method and repetitive familiar jokes and goofy flirty language, the film suffers the same consequences. My brother is a huge fan of his and over the years we have had our fair share of debates.
And what this has accounted with, is material against procedure. Adam Sandler is an amazing comedian, and so is his comic timing in his films. But the film, no matter of comedy genre, cannot simply run on gags. The film defines, asks, it to be a collaboration of simply good work from all accounts. Whether it be execution or narration. The goofiness is tolerating, in fact, it is encouraged in a world like such. But the lack of concentration on the state and vocab and command over the characters is never negotiable.
My brother often turns down the discussion by announcing it as an escape route from the real world- as any fan would- that has been bugging you for an entire week. But is it really enchanting or engaging enough to get lost? Even an amateur film buff finds it hard to swallow these clunk of rocks, set and told, as the final polished product. So where does this project in Sandler’s catalogue lies? Murder Mystery is not his finest or most ambitious work of all but it certainly shines the Sandman label clear and bright with gorgeous locations and his middle age crisis.