I am ashamed to admit it, but I actually enjoyed this totally mindless piece of brain candy from Adam Sandler about the seemingly moronic bayou-born 31-year old waterboy who becomes a football phenom and uplifts everyone around him. Boring side work by Henry Winkler, but Kathy Bates as his possessive and not totally dense mama is fun, Fairuza Balk as his criminal love interest is a real pleasure to look at, and the sound track is good. Sandler, who wrote this (blech), is irritating beyond belief with his awful accent, and the film uses every bad trope in the book about sports and virtue, but I enjoyed it more than “Blue Streak,” which I saw the same night.