In the first Grown Ups, Adam Sandler and friends turned away from impending mortality by reveling in childish things, floating in the amniotic stillness of their old swimming hole and peeing themselves, as a guileless babe would. The sequel finds them regressing even further, with Sandler returning to his hometown and further deluding himself that death will never find him there. But death is always encroaching; its slow gains shall never go chocolate-wasted.
Sandler and pals Chris Rock, David Spade, and Kevin James will all come face to face with the twilight of their years—quite symbolically, as Twilight star Taylor Lautner forces them off the edge of the world, naked as they came in. Meanwhile, a new generation of younger, spryer SNL stars like Andy Samberg, Bobby Moynihan, and Taran Killam mockingly wipes their asses on their elders. And where once Sandler declared his liberation by peeing in the pool, here a moose pees on his face, the arcing stream of hot moose urine a burning reminder that nature cannot be overcome. They are Grown Ups. Soon they will die.