Old-fashioned movie star charm lifts a goofy, amiable movie that gives a New York couple in the middle of a European whodunnit
Adam Sandler’s diabolical eight-movie deal with Netflix arrived as both a favor and a expletive for those who had actually weathered any of his last eight self-produced theatrical exhausts. While it allowed most of us to simply pretend he had stopped working( objects for anyone who’s even well understood what Sandy Wexler is ), it also allowed him to continue preparing the same films that even his most impassioned love had stopped buying tickets for. His streaming output has been predictably, punishingly unfunny up until now, and one would safely expect the same from his latest, which reunites him with Jennifer Aniston, who starred with him in 2011′ s execrable romcom Just Go With It.
But while that cinema couldn’t capitalise on its big star pairing, their second attempt, the crudely named Murder Mystery, is a far more satisfying experience, a surprisingly nimble summer comedy that feels both Aniston and Sandler at their most attractiveness. They star as a married couple living a instead staid life in New York: he’s Nick, a policeman pretending he’s a detective while she’s Audrey, his unaware hairdresser wife who yearns for more intrigue. He owes her a European honeymoon and on their 15 th commemoration, he lastly caves and the pair head abroad for a much-needed getaway. But after Audrey befriends a suave playboy( Luke Evans ), they find themselves invited to a comfortable ship party hosted by a billionaire( Terence Stamp) who soon turns up dead, leaving the couple as prime suspects.