Vashirdfel Simply A Masterpiece

Cleveronix A different way of telling a story

Allison Davies The film never slows down or bores, plunging from one harrowing sequence to the next.

Marva It is an exhilarating, distressing, funny and profound film, with one of the more memorable film scores in years,

Python Hyena Big Mommas: Like Father, Like Son (2011): Dir: John Whitesell / Cast: Martin Lawrence, Brandon T. Jackson, Jessica Lucas, Portia Doubleday, Tony Curran: Yet another idiotic F.B.I agent in a fat lady suit comedy. This time Martin Lawrence is joined by his son, played by Brandon T. Jackson who witnesses a murder. They both don wigs and drag and into a college they go. Directed by John Whitesell whose Malibu's Most Wanted had its laughs, but after directing the pathetic Big Momma's House 2 you would think he would have learned his lesson. This film only adds one more person to the concept of going in drag. Lawrence has this role down pat, which is to say that it is standard and routine. He hides his son while he searches for the criminals. Jackson actually elevates above the material. He desires to be a rap singer but in the midst of getting his father's approval he witnesses a shooting. In drag he does have his moments of amusement despite an ending where he cannot be two people at once. Jessica Lucas has the boring role of piano player whom Jackson falls for despite the fact that she thinks he is a female. Portia Doubleday plays the snide stuck up sorority sister who seems to call the shots. It is a boring role played countless times before. Tony Curran has the thankless role of Russian gang leader and it has all the ambition of countless roles just like it. While this is a slight improvement over the first two disastrous Big Momma movies, it is still pretty much the same crap over again. It is slightly better only due too Jackson's contribution, otherwise it is a big fat waste of time. Score: 1 ½ / 10

elshikh4 Ahh, what can I say? It's lame and dry. At times I wanted to leave my seat. And instead of laughing, I suffered the absence of laughing or even smiling ! To know why it was like that; I have one fair answer to you : The Script. This story is worn away, and the writing didn't spend much effort on renewing it a bit. I recalled (Some Like it Hot) all the way, (White Chicks) for some time, and the original Big Momma's movie; (Big Momma's House), naturally. Though, it isn't bad for a movie to be like older movies, the real bad is being anything ELSE them as well. And that's what this movie pulled off perfectly !I saw all the events miles away before happening, and to add a ton of fuel, the comedy didn't compensate. In fact, I didn't run into comedy in the first place. All what this movie had to make laughs was the ancient situation of man-disguised-as-a-girl seeing a real girl taking off her clothes (and he throws a line Sean Connery has said in Goldfinger, 47 years before !), plus some nauseating situation where Martin Lawrence as big Momma was forced to be naked in a fine art class, and no need to say that both ended as unfunny ! So there was no new story, new dealing or any comedy. The third alone is sad for a comedy to achieve. Add to that side bugging notes. To instance : While the sight of Big Momma is horrible, she always finds a man who falls for her. And this time the man who fell for her before then knew her secret as a man, does it again ??!! The teacher of the fine art class sure got enough time to know Big Momma's fact as a man, though the movie rushed that moment strangely. And when we see the guard entering the class earlier, we easily predict his line while suggesting that Big Momma poses naked; which tells you how there is something wrong with the comic sense of the movie's directing or editing !Nevertheless, it wasn't all bad. It had some, rather a few, merits. It preferred not to use the nasty stuff that every comedy nowadays obligatorily has (sex jokes, rude language, and – yes – some farting). Although it contained an unnecessary urinating scene, but thank god it was just one ! Brandon T. Jackson gave so right performance. Dancing with Martin Lawrence, in one scene, was done without any artificiality. And the moment of writing a song during the first date was inspired and sweet, being the only "original" moment of this ceremony of failed rehashing ! I was sad the most for Martin Lawrence. That guy assured, with many movies, that his mentality is poor. Look at him choosing no daring project, no original idea, one after another. And he just doesn't work it out smartly. Thus, this time I messed him on screen. There was no actual funny stuff for him to perform, and clearly he didn't come up with a material of his own. This is one of his least enjoyable comedies. The thing is, you can say the same about most of his comedies lately !I have always said that Lawrence doesn't have it to do pure action, drama, romance like his fellow Well Smith. But according to movies like (Big Momma 3), I knew that he doesn't have the clever mentality of Smith too ! So he must learn himself a lesson and think twice, or think, about the scripts he selects, since there is nothing uglier than non funny comic star ! The problem of (Big Mommas : Like Father, Like Son) isn't about having no originality with the formulaic plot; it's about having no juice inside this formulaic plot, as if the writers didn't have time to make any creative situations or amusing lines (I bet, this movie doesn't make its own makers laugh !). So with another script, or true script, it could have been comic and memorable. Because being the way it is, makes it a disposable movie to be watched and forgotten. Dully watched and quickly forgotten to be precise !

MLDinTN it's still got its funny moments. This time FBI agent, Malcolm, gets some help from his stepson, Trent. Trent follows Malcolm on a case and is witness to a murder. So, they need to go into hiding and to find some kind of computer drive. They know it is at an all girls school for the performing arts. So Malcolm becomes Big Momma and Trent is Charmaine. There is a really funny scene where the hot girl Trent likes, Haley, sings in the cafeteria, and everyone joins in and Big Momma gets her grove on and crashes a table. Then there is the security guard that has the hots for Big Momma. His scenes where funny, especially Twister. Then Big Momma becomes a nude model, did we really need to see that! FINAL VERDICT: If you liked the other sequels, you'll like this one.

FlashCallahan FBI agent Malcolm Turner and his 17-year-old son, Trent, go undercover at an all-girls performing arts school after Trent witnesses a murder.Posing as Big Momma and Charmaine, they must find the murderer before he finds them....I wanted to see this, just to see how far Lawrence was scraping the barrel, i'm kind of sadistic like it. The ratings on here have been damning, and i needed to see what all the fuss was about.And while the film is probably one of the worst comedies i've seen, there's a lot here to keep the viewer occupied. It's a harmless film about nothing more than a copper in a fat suit and bringing his son along.The two leads are okay enough for this, and they have chemistry as they are both as annoying as each other.There are a few song and dance routines for no good reason other to attract the 'Glee' crowd, and soon enough people start getting feelings and bad eggs turn good.It is the pits, but you can't help but watch, like watching a tramp stumble across the road.Bet Lawrence cannot wait until bad boys 3 is green lit.