Not a big fan of Sandler (though I do want to see Uncut Gems), nor Happy Madison in general. I have not, in fact, seen either of the real Grown Ups movies. But this is a thing of beauty. Not only does it perfectly capture the leads’ personalities (especially Spade), but it’s a brilliant take on aging and mortality, disguised as a meta-parody of a series of lazily written, undistinguished comedy films. And at just 51 pages, it’s a brisk read.
The first murder is on page 20. (Spoiler: It’s Schneider.)