There aren't many particularly redeeming features of this snoozefest.

Sandler gives everything but comes up short.

Aniston gives very little and comes up shorter.

The plot is non existant. Just cliched Agatha Christie / Hercule Poirot drivel.

Avoid.

The worst thing about this movie is that at no point is it even funny. Never once will you find yourself genuinely laughing. So given the entire point of it is that it is a tonuge-in-cheek pastiche of a classic genre, the very least we might expect is some genuine comedy.

But no.

Someone got carried away with the idea of glitz and glamour, Monaco and picturesque Italy and took control.

This is the very antithesis of In Bruges.