One thing I did not get into in my review of Jack and Jill for MSN Movies was just how (ostensibly) insultingly sub-pro forma is its actual filmmaking. It isn't even just a matter of how obviously its indifferent redemption-narrative structure is the Avid-enabled equivalent of a very sloppy butter sculpture. The indifference is felt in almost every aspect: the wardrobe, the makeup (nobody could be bothered to make poor Katie Holmes look as if she actually had blood running through her veins), the production design (pretty much what you'd get if you decided to shoot a film Dogme style on an actual studio backlot, if you get my meaning), the special effects (the twin stuff makes Paul Henreid's 1964 Dead Ringer look state-of-the-art). Adam Sandler's "knack" for physical comedy is such that when his boy-and-girl twin characters put aside their differences and unite for a double-dutch routine, the fact that both Sandlers went to their trailers and were replaced by stunt doubles is given not quite the amount of camoflauge we recall from the hilarious break-dancing sequences of the videos for George Harrison's "Got My Mind Set On You" (a lot point elided in the recent Scorsese documentary) and Lou Reed's "I Love You Suzanne." As has been remarked elsewhere, the "quality" "control" over at Happy Madison productions has been nonexistent for some time, but this is the first time it really hit home for me just how mindful Sandler, director Dennis Dugan, and the rest of the perpetrators are with respect to keeping overhead down. Good lord.