When you think of a getaway or a place to relax on your own or with some of your closest friends, or with that special someone, I am assuming that what may first come into mind would be to head down south or to the hills and make that escape. In fact, it would hardly ever cross our minds that this get away might be right here in Colombo.
I have to say this is the best Adam Sandler comedy since Happy Gilmore. It seems that with this new comedy duo that Sandler got his magic back. This story is about two firefighters in Brooklyn who have been best friends for what seems like forever. Larry Valentine (James) is a single dad trying to raise two kids on his own and Chuck Levine (Sandler) is a notorious playboy who has a new girl(s) every night.
A wise man once said, "…She took almost everything from me…
I could have been anyone you see – I wish it was anyone but me.
Nothing but pills and ashes under my skin…".
I'm sorry, I lied. The "wise man" is merely my ex-boyfriend, who was singing a popular Counting Crows' song while being a bit intoxicated. But I couldn't think of a single thinker who aptly spoke of the role of the Sri Lankan male in the harrowing custom of courting a woman. (ahem…Lady.)
When you think of a getaway or a place to relax on your own or with some of your closest friends, or with that special someone, I am assuming that what may first come into mind would be to head down south or to the hills and make that escape. In fact, it would hardly ever cross our minds that this get away might be right here in Colombo. 
I have to say this is the best Adam Sandler comedy since Happy Gilmore. It seems that with this new comedy duo that Sandler got his magic back. This story is about two firefighters in Brooklyn who have been best friends for what seems like forever. Larry Valentine (James) is a single dad trying to raise two kids on his own and Chuck Levine (Sandler) is a notorious playboy who has a new girl(s) every night. 
A wise man once said, "…She took almost everything from me…
I could have been anyone you see – I wish it was anyone but me.
Nothing but pills and ashes under my skin…".
I'm sorry, I lied. The "wise man" is merely my ex-boyfriend, who was singing a popular Counting Crows' song while being a bit intoxicated. But I couldn't think of a single thinker who aptly spoke of the role of the Sri Lankan male in the harrowing custom of courting a woman. (ahem…Lady.) 