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I’ve always loved Adam Sandler, and I love watching him grow (or, I
suppose, more accurately, grow up). I loved Billy Madison and Happy
Gilmore — those totally bizarre and immature earlier films that were often so random
that they made me pause and ask, “Huh?” And I’ll even admit that I was a little
disappointed when Adam started actually acting instead of just being an idiot on-screen.
But now I’m perfectly comfortable with the grown-up Adam — and I’m glad he can act a
little bit and be an idiot at the same time. Mr. Deeds is the perfect
combination of story and the bizarre humor that made me love Adam Sandler in the first
place.
In Mr. Deeds, Sandler plays Longfellow Deeds, a pizza place
owner from small-town New Hampshire, who gets the surprise of his life when he discovers
that he’s the only living relative of a recently-deceased media mogul. Deeds is taken to
New York City and given the star treatment as he waits for the paperwork to go through.
That’s when he meets Babe Bennett (played by Winona Ryder, the poor girl who obviously
didn’t get paid enough for her role, and it drove her to theft), a TV reporter, disguised
as an innocent small-town-girl-turned-big-city-school-nurse. Little does Deeds know that
the woman he’s falling for is the same person who’s making him look like a misfit on
TV.
Mr. Deeds is a great movie. It’s got a little bit of “Awww…”
mixed with a little bit of the typical Adam Sandler “Ewwwww…!” Could you really ask
for anything more?
Kristin Dreyer Kramer has been writing in some form or another (usually when she was supposed to be doing something else) since the ripe old age of ten—when she, her cousin, and their two Cabbage Patch Dolls formed the Poo Authors’ Club. After a short career in advertising, Kristin got sick of always saying nice things about stuff that didn’t deserve it—so now she spends her days criticizing things, and she’s much happier for it.
Since creating NightsAndWeekends.com in February of 2002, Kristin has spent her life surrounded by piles and piles of books and movies—so many that her office has become a kind of entertainment obstacle course.
As if her writing and editing responsibilities for N&W.com weren’t enough to keep her out of trouble, Kristin also hosts a number of weekly radio shows: Reel Discovery, Shelf Discovery, and On the Marquee. She’s also a proud member of the Broadcast Film Critics Association (CriticsChoice.com), the Central Ohio Film Critics Association (COFCA.org), the Online Film Critics Society (OFCS.org), and the Women Film Critics Circle (WFCC.Wordpress.com).
Kristin lives in Columbus, Ohio, with her husband, Paul, and their daughter, Anna. She welcomes questions, comments, and fan mail at kdk@nightsandweekends.com.
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Kristin Dreyer Kramer has been writing in some form or another (usually when she was supposed to be doing something else) since the ripe old age of ten—when she, her cousin, and their two Cabbage Patch Dolls formed the Poo Authors’ Club. After a short career in advertising, Kristin got sick of always saying nice things about stuff that didn’t deserve it—so now she spends her days criticizing things, and she’s much happier for it.
Since creating NightsAndWeekends.com in February of 2002, Kristin has spent her life surrounded by piles and piles of books and movies—so many that her office has become a kind of entertainment obstacle course.
As if her writing and editing responsibilities for N&W.com weren’t enough to keep her out of trouble, Kristin also hosts a number of weekly radio shows: Reel Discovery, Shelf Discovery, and On the Marquee. She’s also a proud member of the Broadcast Film Critics Association (CriticsChoice.com), the Central Ohio Film Critics Association (COFCA.org), the Online Film Critics Society (OFCS.org), and the Women Film Critics Circle (WFCC.Wordpress.com).
Kristin lives in Columbus, Ohio, with her husband, Paul, and their daughter, Anna. She welcomes questions, comments, and fan mail at kdk@nightsandweekends.com.
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