Most critics lean gently positive, though nobody is rapturous. The praise clusters in three places: Adam Sandler’s willingness to let real grief into a broad comedy, Christopher McDonald’s return as Shooter McGavin, and Bad Bunny, whom several reviews name as the freshest comic presence on screen. Even the critics who dislike the film concede that fans of the original will get what they came for.
The reservations cluster on length and cameos. The guest list is called overstuffed, the third act overlong, the callbacks relentless, and more than one review reaches for the word exhausting. The spread is wide, from a comfortable B-minus at The AV Club and IndieWire to The Hollywood Reporter calling it lazy and witless and Film Stories advising readers to rewatch the original instead. Vulture’s dissent is the most specific: the melancholy does not deepen the jokes, it drowns them.
