Okay. I liked this movie. Is that such a crime? Is my opinion no longer valid? Maybe. Maybe you liked The Descendants. A lot of people did. Including the founder of this website. And now I’m basically telling you I liked Jack and Jill.
“Which one is Jack and Jill?”
“Oh, it’s the one where Adam Sandler has a twin sister and she’s played by Adam Sandler?”
“You saw that?”
“Yeah. On a date.”
You know why I liked this movie? I’ll tell you. Because Adam Sandler played Jill, the twin sister, so well, so thoroughly, I thought of her as a woman. I was not taken out of scenes because I was thinking it was Adam Sandler in a dress and a wig. Even in scenes featuring her muscular thighs: I believed the character, full on. And I believed in her, too. I liked her, and I would have liked to talk to her. My friend (who despises the movie though he has never seen it) said it was supposed to be mean spirited towards Jill. I didn’t feel that way. I thought it was an affectionate and, more importantly, an honest portrayal of a funny, lonely, adorable woman from the nice part of the Bronx.
By the way, everything else in the movie – the male Adam Sandler character, Al Pacino, Katie Holmes, other side characters – is bad and not worth talking about.
Finally, the movie begins and ends with supposed real twins talking about what it’s like being twins. This did not sit well because a) all those couples in When Harry Met Sally… are actors, and b) because we know the whole movie is using green screens constantly, so how do we know it’s not one person multiplied?