Pixels movie review: blue screen of death (please)
Adam Sandler imagines himself as the savior of the planet. And then it gets even more puffed up with arrogance and all manner of masturbatory fantasy.
Adam Sandler imagines himself as the savior of the planet. And then it gets even more puffed up with arrogance and all manner of masturbatory fantasy.

Have you been paying attention to what the movies have been saying — what the movies have really been saying — all summer? Here’s a refresher.

This is not a movie. This is nothing but Adam Sandler hanging out with his pals and congratulating himself on how awesome he finds himself to be.

Its humor is a little more uncomfortable than that of the other Cornetto flicks, and it’s more far satirical, in a far more cynical way, than I ever would have anticipated.

This gives me such pain that I cannot even take pleasure in seeing Adam Sandler pissed on by an enraged buck.