The Benchwarmers
Not since the halcyon days of Val Lewton and Arthur Freed has a producer left as indelible an imprint on his films as Adam Sandler, the man behind the maddeningly prolific Happy Madison production company. Sure, Jerry Bruckheimer's movies all look and feel the same, but his oeuvre stretches across genres, while Sandler remains addicted to modestly budgeted physical comedies about emotionally stunted slobs and underdogs, often with sports themes. As a result, Happy Madison productions often seem interchangeable. Even without Rob Schneider or David Spade in the lead roles, The Benchwarmers would still feel like a lazy amalgamation of previous efforts. Like The Waterboy and Happy Gilmore, it's an underdog sports comedy with a hero whose brilliance at a particular game somehow goes overlooked for decades. Like Billy Madison and Dickie Roberts, it strands adults in the realm of bullying children. And like pretty much everything else bearing Happy Madison's name, The Benchwarmers kind of sucks.