Marc Vera
June 18, 2004 AT 04:00 AM EDT

Barrymore is adorably innocent as Lucy, an art teacher who has lost her short-term memory, and Sandler is charming as Henry, a hopelessly romantic veterinarian living in Hawaii. But neither can elevate 50 First Dates, a dreadful farce, featuring vomiting walruses, a one-eyed pothead father, and a ”juiced up” hobbit (Sean Astin). The endearing premise — making someone fall in love with you every day — gets lost in the muddle. EXTRAS The overly self-congratulatory (and sans-Sandler) commentary by Barrymore and director Peter Segal is an uninformative waste of time. But the making-of docs, which include amusing outtakes, are more interesting than the actual film. The highlight: an instructional featurette on Hawaiian pidgin, after which you’ll know to cringe when the locals call you a ”futless haole.”

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