Review: You Don’t Mess With the Zohan
Adam Sandler plays an Israeli Mossad agent (with a deliberately anachronistic 80s Europop band hairdo and surprisingly non-sucky accent) who has tired of the anti-terrorism game. I mean, what’s the use in continually tracking down arch enemy Phantom (John Turturro) when the Israeli authorities just keep setting him free? He has lost his passion for the job. Instead he longs of becoming a hairdresser (!), and so he fakes his own death at the hands of arch-enemy Phantom, goes to the US and tries to live out his dream, posing as an Australian (!!) named Scrappy Coco. The hedonistic Zohan has this thing about ‘satisfying’ his (predominantly middle-aged bordering on geriatric) clients every desire, which greatly improves the salon’s cash flow (Is Sandler a fan of the Aussie cultural icon and noted ‘pants man’ “Alvin Purple” , or something?). He also meets and falls for the cute salon owner Emmanuelle Chriqui (accent less convincing), but just as things seem to be going well for the 70s-