Adam Sandler’s sequel to his commercially successful 2010 film ‘Grown Ups’ sees the return of the entire cast, not to make their audience laugh, unless their audience is comprised entirely of emotionally underdeveloped twelve year old boys, but to make a lot of money whilst expending no creative effort, nor indeed any effort of any kind whatsoever. I can’t remember a single thing about the original, that’s how good it was, unfortunately I wish I could say the same for this cringe worthy attempt at comedy which has genuine moments of ‘this was actually allowed to be made and deemed suitable for human consumption?’. Sandler’s own production company, Happy Madison Productions, (which has long since been blind to the quality of the products it ships out), being the film’s driving force, answers this question.
There are a few reasonably amusing gags, but they are steamrollered by the abundance of flatulence driven garbage that assaults the audience throughout, as if they couldn’t be bothered actually writing a real script but instead turned up onset and decided to begin throwing themselves into objects, farting at the same time. Hilarious. Between these high brow entertainments feature a Stifler pleasing amount of well endowed women showing off their assets, as if Sandler is determined to not only appeal to the lowest common denominator, but also wishes to mount a one man crusade against feminism at the same time.
The returning roster of shame includes Sandler, Kevin James, Chris Rock, David Spade, Salma Hayek, Maria Bello and Maya Rudolph as the principal cast, with a few familiar faces in support, including Taylor Lautner, which, you may be surprised to learn, does not improve matters.