A Film Review By Michael Haley
|Rating:R for strong language, sex and drug references.
Starring: Ice Cube, Mike Epps, John Witherspoon, Terry Crews.
Directed By:Marcus Raboy
Let me admit one thing from the get-go…I’ve never seen the other Friday movies, and on the basis of this one, I don’t think I want to. I’ve heard nothing but good things about the first one all across the board, so-so comments on the second, and nothing good at all on this installment. I’m going to have to go with the in crowd on this one, not only so I can popular, but so I can steer anyone who actually listens to my opinion away from a substandard, awful film.
Ice Cube and Mike Epps are sleeping away on Christmas Eve, when their apartment is robbed by a thin Santa Clause. The cops check out the scene, confiscate their weed, and promise to look for Santa (while they toke up in their patrol car). Meanwhile, they get jobs as security guards so they can pay their rent money, and as expected, they botch it up big time. The second half of the short film revolves around a big Christmas party, with plenty of, I hate to say this word but I must, booty.
The set-up isn’t great, but provides some room for laughter. Alas, I smiled four times throughout the whole show, and the seven other people in the theatre I saw it laughed a total of five times (that’s collectively). After the hilarious and thoughtful Barbershop, it’s sad to see Ice Cube and the rest of the cast embarrass themselves with asinine and moronic jokes about weed, hoes, the mother f***ing po-lice, and so on. These are the guys who would got kicked out of the Barbershop on account of being dumbasses. The only funny bits involve Terry Crews who has just got out of twelve years in the slammer and has his eye on the short pimp, as well as a few nice moments with the “fine piece of ass” (IMDB won’t provide me with her name, and I can’t remember the movie providing it either) that Ice Cube is sweet towards.
The movie isn’t intolerable or even unwatchable, it’s just so excessive with moronic jokes piled on top of the other dished out by insufferable characters who think their overacting is funny that it just gets tiresome. It’s holiday so I’m going to be a little nicer on this film than I should be, but there are much better ways to spend your time and money than at a sad, unfunny film.