And I don't need Stephanie Zacharek to tell me that Reign Over Me sucks. Some things, our heart just knows.

Don Cheadle must pay his agent 50% of his income, the way that he is able to get above-the-title billing and so much work. Good for him. But he's only ever been good in Boogie Nights, as the Hi-Fi salesman.

It was a well-written, thoughtful review. I needed it, even if you didn't.

Well said, Clear Form.

Nickleback always sucks, Sandler will suck in his mop top spiral perm, sensitive guy-over-the-shoulder man-purse with matching scooter and just for fun-- all the CSI shows have the stink of Bruckheimer.

We could have fun all night!

Sounds like a porno flick for piss freaks.

Adam Sandler is 10 years away from being remembered in the same category as Robin Williams. That's not a compliment.

Don Cheadle, on the other hand, improves virtually every movie he's in and gets in a lot of sucky ones, like Crash.

This is Salon. The Jews caused 9-11.

A mumbling manchild who's prone to violent tantrums? How DID Adam Sandler ever score this role?? What a stretch!

There are certain people I never want to associate with the horror and incomprehensibility of 9/11. They include, but are not limited to: Michael Moore, Oliver Stone, Nicolas Cage, and now, worst of all, Adam Sandler.

What is it with "funny" actors trying to get all serious and dramatic? Maybe Adam Sandler should have used his big ego to envelop the Twin Towers from harm instead of trying to make a fat paycheck off of the tragedy. I'll buy Jim Carrey as a semi-dramatic actor, and I'll even tolerate Sandler when handled by somebody as creative as Paul Thomas Anderson in "Punch Drunk Love." But there is no way I am going to keep giving that smirky-faced, "Lunch Counter Lady"-singing, Waterboy-portraying, "Give me some candy!"-shouting, Bob Barker-provoking, urinate-on-a-wall teaching, overpraised, undertalented frat boy an infinite carte blanche to taint the collective unconscious with his mediocre, one-note emoting movie after movie after movie.

It's bad enough Will Ferrell has jumped on the bandwagon with the remarkably stupid "Stranger Than Fiction." Did they really expect us to buy that lumbering toe-head as a poignantly innocent literary Pinocchio? And now they're giving Sandler an "indie rock," Bob Dylanesque haircut (see also: every other Jason Schwartzman role), turning him quiet and twee, and telling us he'll warm the post-traumatic undercurrents of our souls? What's next, Vin Diesel as Holden Caulfield?

Don Cheadle has been great in everything from "Boogie Nights" to "Hotel Rwanda," but he has stained his movie career by enabling this cinematic mind-soiling, in which September 11 and Adam Sandler are brought together like a sandwich made out of two bricks and a Hostess Sno-Ball.

If "Reign Over Me" (horrible title, by the way) is a success, it will mean more "serious" Sandler atrocities will occur, possibly also with pointless double-meaning titles like "I Fill Your Pane," "Prey for a Miracle," or "Reign Over Me 2: Tell Me What to Dew."

Sooner or later, all comedians are revealed as creepy freaks. Robin Williams resurrected his career by getting in touch with his inner stalker in "One Hour Photo" and "Insomina," Bob Saget revealed his extremes of depravity in "The Aristocats," and I'm sure in time Sandler will find his calling in a Ted Bundy biopic. Until then, let's hope the warm 'n' fuzzy yet disturbed Sandler slips away from movie theaters like a pair of shart undies hastily discarded in a dumpster.

I thought Upside of Anger was one of the worst movies I have seen, so I don't think I'll be rushing to see Reign over Me. A mistake perhaps, but . . .

That guy needs an inner van to get all those inner children around town.

Watching the trailers for Reign on TV, I remarked to my spouse, "Hey, That's Bob Dylan!"

As always, she disagreed.

"Naw, that's freakin' Bob Dylan from like 30 years ago," I insisted.

I'm glad to see that Stephanie and many LWs saw the same connection.

Sandler should do a Dylan movie sometime.

Is a Mike Binder film starring a two-note ("Happy Gilmore" and "Off") comedian trying to show his dramatic chops with a storyline only a hard-hearted unpatriotic ogre would say a word against, dragging in an undeniably good actor to try to fool people into thinking it's not a piece of crap.

Um -- "Carmen Electra Slips and Almost Breaks Her Wrist" -- I heard that film had the whole Salon staff enraptured for hours.

Look, when that's your sensibility, when that's you chosen relationship with the world, I don't really want to watch any movies you people recommend.

Maybe you should see the movie. The title comes from the song, "Love Reign O'er Me" off of The Who's album Quadrophenia. Music played a very important role in this film. It was more than "jamming along with Bruce Springsteen records".

needs his inner child spanked and is obviously a virulent rightwingnut who loves the Likud and Rupert Murdoch.

That said I would like to say that I am very fond of Adam Sandler, and although I am sick to death of anything 9/11 and I want to vomit everytime I drive down the Long Island Expressway on my way to Manhattan and have to look at those obnoxious hand made signs that some unemployed Iraq war loving retard painted that read, "9/11 Never Forget", "Support Our President", and "United We Stand", I will think about seeing it.

I believe this is how Hollywood movies are sometimes created:

Scene: interior of a lavish Hollywood office or home. Two 30-something or 40-something Hollywood types are sitting around either smoking pot or sniffing coke or ingesting some other drug du jour.

Hollywood type 1: (sniff sound or deep inhalation of pot sound) Hey, what about that old Who song "Love, Reign O'er Me." I always thought that was a cool, dramatic song with a cool title. Let's spin a flick off of that.

Hollywood type 2: Yeah, yeah. Maybe we can inject some other theme into that...something dramatic...like 9/11 shit...

Hollywood type 1: Awesome. Yeah that's it. We can play the Who song during the trailer--it's dramatic. Hey, by the way I just got this phone number for this really foxy call girl...