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Big Momma's
House 2
The premise of this movie puts Big Momma
(FBI agent Malcolm Turner (Martin
Lawrence) and now an expectant father
married to Sherry Pierce (Nia Long) from
the first film) as an undercover nanny
in the Orange County home of a
suspicious computer-worm creator (Mark
Moses), his high-strung wife (Emily
Procter) and their neglected kids.
I have wrestled with this movie in the
vain hope to try to pull some positive
aspects out of this god awful mess but
this is by far one of the worst film's I
have seen for a very long time. This
movie takes bad jokes from other bad
comedies and regurgitates them,
repeatedly. The cinematography is ugly
and the script is so bad it is unreal.
I wanted to see the documentary film
GRIZZLY MAN this week but sadly it is
not showing at my local cinema in
Bluewater, Kent and I will have to take
a trip to London next week due to its
limited release status, so that review
will be forthcoming. Instead, I thought
I would see this film in the interim for
the readers of this web site and to
avert my cinema withdrawal effects, so
please take some time out to consider
the pain and humiliation that I sometime
have to endure to bring you these
reviews on a weekly basis.
Writing this review, it suddenly dawns
on me the only thing I can say positive
about this film and that is of the
bulging, dimpled totality of Martin
Lawrence’s plus-size attire. Whether in
a high riding swimsuit or the usual
flower print dress, it is not hard to
wonder at the advances in drag
technology since Fatty Arbuckle, Some
Like It Hot and Monty Python. However,
that said; do not think for a second
that this film is anywhere near as funny
as those just mentioned are.
Naturally, saving the day includes
straightening out a dysfunctional
household: think Van Diesel in The
Pacifier with unfunny jokes about
enormous thongs, or a latex and foam
enhanced Queen Latifah in Bringing down
the House. To package things up Big
Momma, once again, launches into the
Mrs. Doubtfire approach by departing on
the audience knowledgeable words on the
importance of family, closing with the
reminder that though she is unhappy to
leave we should always be on the look
out because you never know when Big
Momma might pop up again. Is that a
threat? The last thing we see is
Lawrence flashing a disturbingly
mischievous grin as the screen fades to
black.
The mere suggestion of Big Momma 3
constitutes cruel and unusual punishment
for audiences everywhere. Just our luck,
there is probably already a script out
there somewhere waiting to be unleashed.
In fact, early on in the film, Turner
(Lawrence) says, “I never turn down an
assignment.” Is that a concealed message
to the audience to obediently attend one
stale comedy after another? This is your
chance to decline this assignment and
demand much, much better entertainment.
Paul Elliott
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