Stars: Adam Sandler, Drew Barrymore, Steve Buscemi, Matthew Glave, Billy Idol. Written by Judd Apatow, Carrie Fisher, Tim Herlihy. Directed by Frank Coraci. Rated PG-13 for sexual innuendo, profanity.

In 1985 Robby Hart (Adam Sandler), the singer at many weddings, it set to get married himself. Unfortunately, his bride doesnít show up, telling him later that the couple must part because of his low ambitions. After spending a few weeks in depression, Robby throws off his blues in time to help out coworker Julia (Drew Barrymore) prepare for her own impending nuptials. The time they spend together cements their friendship and eventually leads to stronger feelings neither is willing to admit to because of the circumstances. As the time of Juliaís wedding draws closer, Robby sees his window of opportunity fading.

Is it too early for Ď80s nostalgia? Thatís the question lurking just beneath the surface of the romantic comedy "The Wedding Singer". With wall-to-wall Ď80s rock music and one-liners about Rubikís Cubes, Miami Vice, and CD players, a wistful memory of the most recent decade may be required for fully appreciating this Adam Sandler vehicle. Of course, the ability to tolerate the rather obnoxious comic is, itself, a requirement. Thankfully, I meet all prerequisites and enjoyed the filmís humor and, to a lesser degree, itís wholly unoriginal love story.

Because of its star and recycled premise, "The Wedding Singer" is just the type of movie that appreciative critics would refer to as a guilty pleasure. I beg to differ. Anyone who would feel guilt over deriving enjoyment from something as innocuous as an escapist movie needs to reexamine his/her priorities. Donít take the simple pleasures for granted. And they donít get much simpler than "The Wedding Singer".

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