Despite a serious role, Adam Sandler still cannot escape his usual excessive fumbling diarrhea of verbosity. The storyline stretches one's belief that being in the jewelry business and being surrounded by a cluster of mob heads, a street smart street rat like his character would dare over extend on credit for his gambling vices with nefarious types or that he would allow a supposedly valuable gem rock be held on goodwill safekeeping without any real backup or means to seek an aggressive return if necessary given the company he keeps. Too many absurb liberties of script to feel engaged. And the endi g doesn't provide a satisfactory closure to a necessary happy ending from all that chaotic indulgent madness of a lifestyle.