I'm fucking depressed. This was the experience of a lifetime. Never once did I doubt the sanity of Adam Sandler, and now I doubt it less. The Safdie Brothers saw this and thought, "Yes, we need this man for our movie about a gambling addict who bangs Julia Fox." They had the foresight that no person could, or would ever have ever. This has a scene with Adam Sandler spectating a basketball game that could rival that of Schindler's List's ending. This movie has the utter balls to make Adam Sandler's job about marketing, and put so much product placement in, it rivals that of the Transformers movies. Dunkaccino is the only song worthy of the Sandmans praise in our church of Adam Sandler. We will sing it every time the clock strikes 2:32, we raise our voices, because it has been another 24 hours of Adam being on this Earth. And he shall give us advice on anything going on in our lives, no matter how small they may seem. A black opal issue, per say. You see, us Jews can just say whatever we want to say because, get this, we're Jewish! You see Adam Sandler gets it! Give it up for him! I sometimes always feel like crying. Sometime I do, sometimes I don't. I stay awake late sometimes thinking about wanting to cry. Not about anything no, well sometimes it is. But just wanting to cry, just to feel something, maybe, but I dunno. MAZEL TOV!
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