Big Momma's: Like Father, Like Son

Rated PG-13 107 min. 2011

It’s tempting to call Big Mommas: Like Father, Like Son a huge waste of talent, but considering the talent involved, that doesn’t seem like much of a waste. There’s some difficulty in expressing just how very, very, very bad this thing is. Let’s put it this way: This makes me actually look forward to Tyler Perry’s next bout of Madea drag. What’s hard to understand with this latest Big Mommination is the logic behind dusting off this worn-out pseudo-franchise that’s managed to limp its way over 11 years. The premise was no great shake to begin with, and it has not improved with the passage of time. The idea that the perfect undercover disguise for FBI agent Malcolm Turner (Lawrence) is a kind of retro-Hattie McDaniels type with a blonde wig was ludicrous enough one time. Twice was too much. Three times is just compounding the insult. This round the plot is a pretty shameless rip-off of Billy Wilder’s Some Like It Hot, only instead of Tony Curtis and Jack Lemmon hiding in drag in an all-girl dance band after they witness the St. Valentine’s Day Massacre, we get Lawrence and Jackson hissing in drag in an all-girl school for the performing arts after Jackson witnesses a Russian mafia murder. I could point out the idiocy of the way in which our cross-dressing heroes can slip into and out of hours worth of make-up, padding, and prosthetics in the twinkling of an eye. Also, at 107 minutes, it’s way too long. But let’s face it, the real problem with the film is the simplest of all: It’s just plain not funny.

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Director: John Whitesell

Writer: Matthew Fogel and Don Rhymer

Producer: David T. Friendly

Cast: Martin Lawrence, Faizon Love, Emily Rios, Portia Doubleday and Michelle Ang

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