Adam Sandler's early roles tended to vacillate between sweet-natured doofus and mean-spirited loser. Mr. Deeds is an effortless comedy that has more of the former than the latter. Those who like the screaming Sandler of Happy Gilmore will be disappointed, but even those who enjoyed the simple charm of The Wedding Singer may be let down by the tired feeling of Mr. Deeds. The screenplay has obviously been shaped for Sandler's particular talent, but there is something bland in the execution of the film. One gets the feeling that Sandler has approached this more like a safe career move than as a film he honestly wanted to make for comedic reasons. Good or bad, Sandler's films tend to have at least one entertaining supporting performance and Mr. Deeds would be much harder to sit through if not for the shamelessly thick accent and the graceful physicality of John Turturro's butler. He is easily the most memorable and enjoyable aspect of an unmemorable film.