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What I Just Learned from Tyler Perry
I told you this would be a separate conversation.
I went to see Alex Cross with two friends and two cousins of mine. For 97.235% of the movie, I laughed. I laughed when he was serious; I laughed when he was grieving. I laughed during his shirtless scenes and laughed when he was...well, in the scene.
The rest of the time, my cousin and I just rolled our eyes.
Tyler Perry is and always will be "Madea." He's never shedding that skin and hopefully, this is has been a lesson for other actors/directors trying to follow suit.
What was even more amusing than Tyler Madea Perry trying to be an action star was the flock of Tyler Perry fans sitting in front of us. One was a gung-ho, ride-or-die fan, constantly telling him to "preach" and clapping really hard (by herself) when the villain died.
Mind you, it wasn't all Tyler's fault. He had some moments, but the director was awful, the music was generic, the "writing" was laughable, the product placements were glaringly obvious (Cadillac), and the cast was filled with wannabes, has-beens, and simply-need-to-let-it-goes.
On a more serious note, the misogyny level in this film was on another level. We had a diverse cast of women dying in diverse ways.
The first to go is an Asian woman, beautiful, wealthy, and hypersexual. The killer gets to her by winning an MMA fight so she'll take him to bed. He ties her up, drugs her, and cuts off all her fingers. To start.
The second is the white female detective on Cross's unit who's screwing his teammate/best friend. There are all sorts of verbal and visual cues to let us know a woman can't really handle this sort job and can't keep her emotions under control. The killer stalks and kills her next.
Cross's wife dies last, while at dinner with him. She's an extra-light-skinned sistah with a good career and who's pregnant with his third child. Considering she got a bullet to the gut and died in moments, she's the second luckiest one in the movie.
Then there's the arc-villain's ho-ish, hair-brained Asian assistant. She survives and flees with her employer to Southeast Asia (*facepalm*), but at the very end of the film, we find out she's a heroin addict.
Seriously, where the women are concerned, there's no end to the fail in this film.
Final verdict? Wait for this piece of shit on streaming or DVD. Do not watch while sober. And bring along your most sarcastic friends.