Sandler fans rejoice: ĪSingerā funny

By Ricardo Baca
The Metropolitan

I guess it all comes down to this question: Do you usually like Adam Sandler movies?

If Billy Madison made you as giddy as a third grader, The Wedding Singer fits your niche.
 

But if Happy Gilmore made you everything but happy, feed your comedy fix elsewhere this weekend.
In habitual Sandler style, barring a few talking goats and foul-mouthed buffoons, his latest movie fits the mold and still works beautifully.
 

Obviously, I own both Madison and Gilmore.
 

In most of Sandlerās movies he plays a character whoās a little on the awkward side, sporting one quality that causes him to stand out from the rest. But this time heās not a superfluously dumb, rich kid or a hockey player who has a knack for golf. This time, he can sing.

His specialty: singing contemporary pop hits at wedding receptions.
 

Robbieās obvious love for weddings makes him anxious for his very own nuptials. Unfortunately, his fiancee disagreed and left him at the altar.
 

Having lost his love and, in turn, his love for weddings, Robbieās pouty, dismal self seeks week-long refuge in his apartment below his sisterās house.
 

But his pathetic world is then interrupted by his beautiful waitress friend, Julia (Drew Barrymore).
She is engaged and needs Robbieās expertise in finding the cheapest flowers, the most luscious cake and the loveliest wedding dress.
 

After spending a lot of time together, he falls in love with her but decides to ignore his feelings until he learns her fianceé is a good-for-nothing cheat. Then, of course, he busts a mack and gets the girl.

What else can you say about a movie like this? Itās Adam Sandler. Itās damn funny and entertaining.
Sandler gets an opportunity to showcase his voice ÷ which is good in many respects.

Throughout the film, he sings his cheap karaoke versions of such 1980s hits as Dead or Aliveās ćRound and Roundä and The Bugglesā ćVideo Killed the Radio Star.ä

Barrymore proved once again that a prominent double chin can be sexy as hell. Her acting was ... well, better than her Mad Love days, but nowhere near her Boys on the Side performance.

One annoyance with the movie was the careless use of the boom overhead microphone. In many scenes it clumsily hung atop the screen, upstaging the performers. It happened so often I wondered if the director was doing it on purpose. But the cameo of Billy Idol made it all worth it.
 

And, I guess, there are always a few snags when youāre tying the knot.