Click

Review by Jason Gaston

Should this movie have been called Click or Shtick because it's all the same thing. Adam Sandler and a load of low brow jokes and tomfoolery. It's old, right? Well, up until the last thirty minutes of this movie I would agree... but after seeing this movie in it's entirety, it's something more.

Not a whole lot more, but it is more.

Click is a movie about an overworked and overstressed family man (Adam Sandler) who is given a magical universal remote which can let him fast foreword and rewind his life as he sees fit. However, the gift soon becomes a curse as Sandler soon finds himself skipping over everything he thought was mundane and missing out on the things that are very important to him.

And there's farting... slapstick... and dogs humping stuffed animals.

I called it Shtick earlier because I really am getting bored with it. Keep in mind, I am one of Adam Sandler's biggest supporters but after crapfests like Little Nicky and Eight Crazy Nights, it's starting to get hard to stand behind him when he stays with the same stale material.

Because of this, the comedy of Click is mediocre at best. Sure, there are the occasional chuckles, but that's all you get... chuckles. Nothing like a gut-busting guffaw while watching Bob Barker beat up Happy Gilmore. Just a The Longest Yard chuckle as if your sense of humor says, "Oh, isn't that nice?"

What elevates Click is the final thirty minutes when the movie goes from being a special effect driven slapstick comedy to an emotional movie about life, death, and missing everything in between. To tell you the truth, some of it made even one as cynical as I misty-eyed and I found it much... much more interesting than anything that came before.
It's nice, but nothing special... the problem is, it should have been.

And so, that's my conundrum. Does thirty minutes of a great movie make up for an hour of tedium? Honestly, no. Not by a long shot. What it does is make me ache for the movie that could have been as opposed to the one that is. If the slapstick and potty humor has been left out in favor of the family drama of the final act, Click could have been a feather in Sandler's cap instead of something mildly cute and completely forgettable.

Let's call this one a near-classic than never completely gells. It's nice, but nothing special... the problem is, it should have been.