Adam Sandler and Kevin James play faux-gay Brooklyn firefighters in a comedy that is about because delicate as a face packed with firehose.
By Stephanie Zacharek
July 20, 2007 2:59PM (UTC)
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“we Now Pronounce You Chuck and Larry” works difficult at perhaps not being offensive. It simply does not work tirelessly sufficient at being good. Larry Valentine (Kevin James) and Chuck Levine (Adam Sandler) are Brooklyn, N.Y., firemen whom pretend become a couple that is gay purchase to get domestic-partnership advantages. This will be especially very important to the widowed Larry: Because of a paperwork glitch, he is not able to make their two young kids the beneficiary of their retirement. If he takes someone — that might be their co-worker and greatest buddy, Chuck, whoever life he’s also simply conserved — he will not need to worry about their youngsters’ welfare should anything occur to him. Chuck — the types of man who regularly sleeps with six cheerleaders at a time, because, well, have you thought to? — doesn’t just like the concept in the beginning but fundamentally obliges.
Here are some may have been a convenient repository for a lot of inexpensive gay-themed jokes, a means of allowing the greater amount of macho constituents of Adam Sandler’s considerable group of followers to laugh at homosexual guys without experiencing that their particular latent (as well as overt) homophobia was indeed challenged. But regardless of how crass and clueless the trailers make it look, “we Now Pronounce You Chuck and Larry” is something sweeter, and quite a bit messier, than I expected. A number of the jokes merely fall flat: here is Sandler’s Chuck being faced with their extremely upset, extremely buxom gf after he is slept with her identical twin; here’s James’ Larry making a huge full bowl of spaghetti for their young ones, slapping several uncooked meat patties at the top for protein. Continue reading ““We Now Pronounce You Chuck and Larry””