If Spanglish attempted to address the issue of cultural shock and reconcile differences in any regard in a heartfelt way, I think this movie did not make it.
Adam Sandler might have delivered one of his best performances in his career, and the whole cast was doing a decent job as well. Unfortunately, it didn't fly. Flor, the gorgeuous Mexican mother, tried so hard to keep her daughter from being a model minority ... the whole thing seemed a little bit absurd in real world. The confession of Deborah's extra-marital affair seemed a little bit emotionally unreal. What was even worse was the scene of flirtation between the upset husband and the strong-minded maid, which only made the story cheesier.
The only part I really enjoyed was the performance of two supporting characters: Evelyn, the ex-jazz-singer grandma (Cloris Leachman) and Bernice, the sensitive daughter (Sarah Steele). Leachman gave her seasoned comedic touch with a deep sense of humanity for this movie. Young actress Steele's acting was still far from being mature, but her warmth was so convincing that you had to root for her. I think they really earned their credits.
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