While I knew what I was getting myself into by purchasing a ticket to a film written by Master P, who could have guessed that 50% of this movie would be a concert film.
That's where `Foolish' stands. If you enjoy comedian Eddie Griffin, then this film will sate your appetite quickly. If you're a fan of decent writing and average acting, then this flick will fail you. I understand where this film comes from. Like last year's `I Got The Hookup', Master P has cornered the market on lowbrow entertainment. Simply because it's cheap to produce, he can call in favors, and the audience can only trust the brand name of P. The final product is devoid of any real drama, interesting characters, and even laughs. I do not find Eddie Griffin funny at all, so sitting through his endless `White guys act like this, black guys act like that' type bits is intolerable. I doubt there is even 10 pages of dialog here, and the stuff that made it into the film is unintentionally funny. It's a hoot to watch Griffin and P try to stumble their way through a dramatic scene, It's more horrifying that anything David Cronenberg could dream up. A supporting cast of Andrew `Dice' Clay (wearing glasses that would make Elton John blush) and Traci Bingham should spell out clearly the quality of this production. Master P consistently shovels s**t to his audience, and they come begging for more. It's a crying shame. ---------- 2
That's where `Foolish' stands. If you enjoy comedian Eddie Griffin, then this film will sate your appetite quickly. If you're a fan of decent writing and average acting, then this flick will fail you. I understand where this film comes from. Like last year's `I Got The Hookup', Master P has cornered the market on lowbrow entertainment. Simply because it's cheap to produce, he can call in favors, and the audience can only trust the brand name of P. The final product is devoid of any real drama, interesting characters, and even laughs. I do not find Eddie Griffin funny at all, so sitting through his endless `White guys act like this, black guys act like that' type bits is intolerable. I doubt there is even 10 pages of dialog here, and the stuff that made it into the film is unintentionally funny. It's a hoot to watch Griffin and P try to stumble their way through a dramatic scene, It's more horrifying that anything David Cronenberg could dream up. A supporting cast of Andrew `Dice' Clay (wearing glasses that would make Elton John blush) and Traci Bingham should spell out clearly the quality of this production. Master P consistently shovels s**t to his audience, and they come begging for more. It's a crying shame. ---------- 2