Done To Death: Sandler's crude and whiny man-child routine turned out to be his only trick after all. Sure, the Sandler-Barrymore films are becoming an overdone genre all their own, but Sandler's got a whole slew of film performances that are just rehashes of his career-making turns in Billy Madison and Happy Gilmore. He's done a few noteworthy films that don't focus on childish humor and physical gags, but they're pretty hard to come by nowadays. By 2010, Sandler had locked himself into a string of pretty reprehensible performances: Grown Ups (basically the comedy version of The Expendables), the absolutely awful Jack And Jill, That's My Boy and Grown Ups 2 preceded the Barrymore reteam Blended. All of these pander to the exact same people who thought Billy Madison and Happy Gilmore were brilliant, but seem to forget that those people are now twenty years older. Frustratingly, in Punch-Drunk Love, Funny People and Reign Over Me indicate Sandler has it in him to break his own mold, but it just doesn't look like he cares enough to pursue those roles.
