
Don't Mess With the Zohan. Seriously, don't waste your time or money! This is the stupidest, as well as the most offensive, movie of the year! It looks as if it was written by a twelve year old. Actually, Sandler wrote it. I would not brag about that if I were him.
Zohan is an Israeli counter terrorist agent. Tired of fighting, he decides, through an impossibly elaborate plan that makes no sense whatsoever, to sneak away to New York to become a hair dresser. After failing to get a job at Paul Mitchell's salon he ends up working at a beauty parlor owned by a hot Palestinian chick.
The movie opens with a shot of Zohan's crotch and it never strays to far from it. Nearly every scene feature's Sandler's padded crotch gyrating or being referred to. There is also a running joke about Hummus. Neither gimmick elicits any worthwhile jokes.
Besides being utterly stupid and completely without any real humor, Don't Mess With the Zohan is anti-American, or at the very least, anti-white male American. As is typical in so many of Hollywood's movies, the villain is a rich white guy. The rich white guy hires some plaid wearing, mullet haired white guys to stir up trouble. A caption describes the leader of the rednecks with stuff such as, “Hates blacks, Hates Arabs, Hates Jews, Hates Hilary, Hates Prius, Loves Mel Gibson.” Early upon his arrival in New York, Zohan has a run in with a bigot, who is, of course, a suit wearing white guy.
Sandler pointlessly tries to have a moral about the Israeli/Palestinian conflict. According to the characters in this movie, both sides are at fault. That sounds so kindergarten nice, but when was the last time a man from Israel strapped a bomb to his back, snuck into Palestine and blew up some children? Sandler writing a movie that says Israel (who has given up land in the name of settling the conflict) and Palestine are equal in responsibility over the violence, is like saying France was partially to blame for Germany conquering them in World War II, because of the Treaty of Versailles.
This movie is so scared to call out terrorists that it features a scene where John McEnroe asks why the audience cheered for a known terrorist but not him. Kevin James, sitting next to him, reminds him that he was pretty bad at one time. Yeah, that damn McEnroe's temper tantrums were far worse than anything a terrorist ever did?
Alright, alright, I know this is supposed to be a comedy and for that I can excuse the stupid jokes. However, it tries to say something about all of us just getting along. Then it turns around and has bleeding heart liberal Dave Matthews play a stereotypical redneck bigot. This movie even allows a terrorist to act as a hero, while all of the white American men come across as greedy, stupid or cowardly. I always enjoy paying to be offended. SCREW YOU, ADAM SANDLER!


















