Rating: 2 stars
They say most movie pitches can be boiled down to a quick sentence, usually combining two hit movies (it’s Titanic meets Lord of the Rings!) to create some unstoppable box office juggernaut. But lordy, starting with the awkward title (You Don’t Mess with. . . Lindsay Lohan?) and right down to the premise—super hero Israeli counterterrorist fakes his own death so he can fulfill his dream of being a New York hair stylist—I’m not quite sure what Adam Sandler was going for here. Shampoo meets Ishtar? Hard to Kill meets La Cage Aux Folles?
Actually, I can see how a few of the film’s running jokes would work as SNL skits. A disco-loving commando who catches bullets with his teeth and dreams of being a hairdresser? Funny, in starts. A hairdresser who’s stuck in the 80s and thinks the style isn’t complete unless it’s “silky smooth” and feathered? Funny, in dribs and drabs. A would-be lothario hairdresser who styles and beds little old ladies? Actually, kinda gross.
But the problem is, You Don’t Mess With the Zohan...