So, I don't remember much from the first Grown Ups, but apparently in the last one, Lenny Feder played by the always likeable clown Adam Sandler, made enough money to have a mansion and more than some juvenile college dudes and dudettes will ever make. Besides a mild relationship problem and a possible baby on the way, there's not much of a story. Mostly, the men of these families refuse to really grow up. They want to keep being the kids inside them that they always were in and from the eighties. Even though I wasn't even alive, I don't think the eighties were that long ago. Are they? Bottom line, with a conflict a little similar to Own Wilson and Vince Vaughn's The Interview, it's time for a new generation of kids to take over: the cliff that these buddies used to jump off of for fun (into the refreshing lake, of course), they are forced off of naked. What are they supposed to do? Have a party with the roaring 80's? Without any Ninja turtle costumes? Oh well, at least they have Papa Smurf, which is a bit ironic, considering a funny end-of-school scene that left the principal blue. Let's basically enjoy them trying to enjoy the first two days of summer vacation.
So, while there is a lot of toilet humour, all the bonks in the head, the crazy stunts involving life rafts and a fight similar to the one from Breaking Dawn Part 2 makes me able to forgive. I know I've spent more time on this review describing the movie than saying what I liked about it, but there's not much to say except it's just a lot of fun and energetic. I don't know why Adam Sandler is a little infamous these days. Again, he's always likeable and his movies have colour, and for the most part, aren't embarrassing. Basically, whether anyone likes this movie or not depends on what you think of the jokes. I found that while some were gross, as I expected, they at least weren't related to tampons or genders. If you don't like this film, wow, too bad for you. On Rotten Tomatoes one time, I said in a discussion that I liked the movie as much as another girl named Nancy did, and then someone else called me "The Anus of America." What you say is what you are.