Henry Roth is a man afraid of commitment up until he meets the beautiful Lucy. They hit it off and Henry think he's finally found the girl of his dreams, until he discovers she has short-term memory loss and forgets him the very next day.
Chuck Levine and Larry Valentine are friends and Brooklyn firefighting partners. Widower Larry, who still mourns the death of his wife Paula, is having problems changing the beneficiary on his insurance policy from Paula's name to his children's. He is worried about his children's future if he were to be killed in the line of duty, and is contemplating quitting his job for something less risky, but he also does not want to forfeit his firefighter's pension as he also see it as a safety net for his children. Larry saves Chuck's life on one of their calls. So when Chuck tells Larry that he owes him one, Larry takes him up on his offer. Larry's favor: despite both being heterosexual, that they enter into a domestic partnership, in name and paper only, to provide that much needed protection for Larry's children. Chronic womanizer Chuck reluctantly but eventually agrees. The one person who knows for a certainty that they are both straight is their boss, Captain Phineas J. Tucker. Their ... Written by
As Duncan breaks into song during the shower scene and Chuck and Larry provide back-up vocals, Larry turns around to see him sing. In one shot from one angle, Larry is holding a bottle of shampoo. In a different shot from another angle Larry is holding a tube of body wash. See more »
This movie is typical Adam Sindler. Absolute garbage. Adolescent tripe. Maybe if you are fourteen you might enjoy this movie, but even then you would have to be BRAIN DEAD! Come on, are you kidding me. More Hollywood crap pushing the envelope. Where are the good movies that actually engage the mind? These guys can't even act. I suppose you watch this to get a naughty little snicker. It is sad that this is what passes for humor with the obligatory fat kid and his fart, to the hot chicks and stupid sex humor. I don't consider myself a prude, heck, I grew up in the 70's and did the drugs etc. but c'mon... Pure junk! Well, I was I going to quit here but they won't let me, I guess there is a rule that a comment has to have ten lines. So, shall I say it any clearer... Find a better movie, any movie without Adam Sindler would be an upgrade!
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