PUSH THE BUTTON

Click (12)
reviewed by David Mahmoudieh at the
UK premier, Leicester Sq, London
Ever felt a sudden, sharp pain passing through some part of your anatomy? Don’t worry, it’s probably just Adam Sandler playing tricks with his newest toy – a supernatural remote control that can, among other things, ‘pause’ time and the universe whilst he performs various offences to the unwary frozen.
Love him or loathe him, Sandler certainly never fails to push the right or wrong buttons, respectively -- and none more so than this latest offering from the jestful junkie and his usual ensemble of wacky friends (Rob Schneider, as always, included).

Sandler plays Michael Newman, a workaholic architect so desperately seeking a promotion from his boss (David Hasselhoff) that he puts his family on the backburner, much to the disdain of his wife (Kate Beckinsale).
One night, in protest at the plethora of remote controls clogging up his house, Michael takes a drive to his local one-stop where he stumbles upon Morty (the truly majestic Christopher Walken in customary matchless manner), a zany inventor who tenders him a – quite literally – ‘universal remote’, an all-application device which Michael soon learns controls just a little more than the TV.
But the ability to slow down, speed up and even pause the universe isn’t quite as much fun as it first seems; the remote begins interpreting his wishes, even learning to anticipate them. It isn’t long before the remote control is controlling Michael.
Like every Sandler film, Click preaches those little anecdotes of life’s simple lessons and is as much a metaphorical pageant of the unsociable male yearning for - not just the remote control, but control in general.

I must admit, my expectations of Click were about as high as a broken kite, but I was initially absorbed once things got going.
One small criticism I do feel obliged to expel is its absence of requisite attachment to characters we’re later meant – but never know enough about – to care for. The usual smear of immature impulses and vulgarities (such as suspending time so he can fart in his boss’s face), although amusing, are structurally misplaced and somewhat reduce the emotional momentum of the film, and this is where the last half-hour fails.
A lack of build-up between the transition from comedy to a very suddenly sentimental piece leaves you not knowing whether you’re supposed to laugh or cry, so you end up doing neither.
A few early paralles have been drawn between Click and Charles Dickens’ A Christmas Carol, with Michael strolling through past, present and future with celestial ease. Bruce Almighty, Groundhog Day, and perhaps most notably It’s A Wonderful Life are others which fall victim to the grateful nod of a clearly over-referenced genre.
Nevertheless, this is a field of comedy Sandler has been fine-tuning for over a decade and the former stand-up deserves huge credit for the consistency which has amassed him a dedicated fan-base. And those loyal to him will undoubtedly take exclusive pleasure in the subtle citations to previous works.
In a nustshell: if you love Sandler, you’ll love this.
© David Mahmoudieh 2006
SEE MY INTERVIEW WITH ADAM SANDLER BELOW

Click (12)
reviewed by David Mahmoudieh at the
UK premier, Leicester Sq, London
Ever felt a sudden, sharp pain passing through some part of your anatomy? Don’t worry, it’s probably just Adam Sandler playing tricks with his newest toy – a supernatural remote control that can, among other things, ‘pause’ time and the universe whilst he performs various offences to the unwary frozen.
Love him or loathe him, Sandler certainly never fails to push the right or wrong buttons, respectively -- and none more so than this latest offering from the jestful junkie and his usual ensemble of wacky friends (Rob Schneider, as always, included).

Sandler plays Michael Newman, a workaholic architect so desperately seeking a promotion from his boss (David Hasselhoff) that he puts his family on the backburner, much to the disdain of his wife (Kate Beckinsale).
One night, in protest at the plethora of remote controls clogging up his house, Michael takes a drive to his local one-stop where he stumbles upon Morty (the truly majestic Christopher Walken in customary matchless manner), a zany inventor who tenders him a – quite literally – ‘universal remote’, an all-application device which Michael soon learns controls just a little more than the TV.
But the ability to slow down, speed up and even pause the universe isn’t quite as much fun as it first seems; the remote begins interpreting his wishes, even learning to anticipate them. It isn’t long before the remote control is controlling Michael.
Like every Sandler film, Click preaches those little anecdotes of life’s simple lessons and is as much a metaphorical pageant of the unsociable male yearning for - not just the remote control, but control in general.

I must admit, my expectations of Click were about as high as a broken kite, but I was initially absorbed once things got going.
One small criticism I do feel obliged to expel is its absence of requisite attachment to characters we’re later meant – but never know enough about – to care for. The usual smear of immature impulses and vulgarities (such as suspending time so he can fart in his boss’s face), although amusing, are structurally misplaced and somewhat reduce the emotional momentum of the film, and this is where the last half-hour fails.
A lack of build-up between the transition from comedy to a very suddenly sentimental piece leaves you not knowing whether you’re supposed to laugh or cry, so you end up doing neither.
A few early paralles have been drawn between Click and Charles Dickens’ A Christmas Carol, with Michael strolling through past, present and future with celestial ease. Bruce Almighty, Groundhog Day, and perhaps most notably It’s A Wonderful Life are others which fall victim to the grateful nod of a clearly over-referenced genre.
Nevertheless, this is a field of comedy Sandler has been fine-tuning for over a decade and the former stand-up deserves huge credit for the consistency which has amassed him a dedicated fan-base. And those loyal to him will undoubtedly take exclusive pleasure in the subtle citations to previous works.
In a nustshell: if you love Sandler, you’ll love this.
© David Mahmoudieh 2006
SEE MY INTERVIEW WITH ADAM SANDLER BELOW