Old-fashioned movie star charm filches a goofy, likable cinema that employs a New York couple in the middle of a European whodunnit
Adam Sandler’s monster eight-movie deal with Netflix arrived as both a approval and a expletive for those who had actually braved any of his last eight self-produced theatrical handouts. While it allowed most of us to simply pretend he had stopped working( times for anyone who’s even well informed what Sandy Wexler is ), it also allowed him to continue drawing the same films that even his most impassioned followers had stopped buying tickets for. His streaming yield 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 movie couldn’t capitalise on its big star pairing, their second attempt, the crudely entitled Murder Mystery, is a far more satisfying experience, a surprisingly nimble summer humor that observes both Aniston and Sandler at their most charming. They star as a married couple living a rather staid life in New York: he’s Nick, a cop feigning he’s a detective while she’s Audrey, his unaware hairdresser wife who yearns for more relationship. He owes her a European honeymoon and on their 15 th commemoration, he eventually 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 palatial yacht party hosted by a billionaire( Terence Stamp) who soon turns up dead, leaving the couple as prime suspects.