Upon finding his long lost father, Tommy, a white man, who has been raised by the Indians, struggles against collecting a large amount of money, for helping his father in paying his debt and saving his life, so he goes in a silly journey with his brothers to collect the money their Father needs.
It's a lazy pastiche of westerns and western spoofs, replete with lazy, racist jokes that can't just be waved away with a waft of the irony card. Woeful.
The good news is that this movie doesn't feature many instances of Sandler making half-assed schoolyard taunts passed off as jokes. The bad news is that freeing himself of the joke-telling burden doesn't seem to cheer him up.
A bad movie and a frequently unwatchable one, but for the first time in years Sandler and co-writer Tim Herlihy have bothered to write real, actual jokes.
"Why bother?" Sandler and his collaborators seem to be asking over the course of a very long two hours. And streaming viewers will hopefully respond in kind.
The jokes are often juvenile and gross, unsophisticated and insensitive, but one does not wish to strike juvenility or grossness or even insensitivity outright from the comic tool kit; these just aren't all that good.
