Anything featuring Adam Sandler now comes with the obligatory banter between me and my girlfriend. "Um, okay. How about this? Adam Sandler is like, in love with some girl, but then it turns out that the girl is actually a golden retriever, or something" routine by South Parks Eric Cartman.
Basically the suggestion that anything with Sandler is shit, and this is no exception. The plot is basically some Mexican (?) house cleaner comes and live with Sandler and his atrociously acted wife (Tea Leoni should never have been hired again after this, its amazingly awful) and Sandler and the Mexican get it on.
It took me about an hour to realize it wasn't Penelope Cruz, and instead was Paz Vega who mysteriously learns English mid way through, presumably while the camera was watching Sandler piss around trying to act annoyed with his stupid wife.
I hated this film, and have no idea why I sat through it, let alone why i'm writing about it.
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