Malcolm and Kisha move into their dream home, but soon learn a demon also resides there. When Kisha becomes possessed, Malcolm - determined to keep his sex life on track - turns to a priest, a psychic, and a team of ghost-busters for help.
Cindy finds out the house she lives in is haunted by a little boy and goes on a quest to find out who killed him and why. Also, Alien "Tr-iPods" are invading the world and she has to uncover the secret in order to stop them.
Having exorcised the demons of his ex, Malcolm is starting fresh with his new girlfriend and her two children. After moving into their dream home, however, Malcolm is once again plagued by bizarre paranormal events.
Cedric the Entertainer
After an unsuccessful mission, FBI agents Kevin Copeland and Marcus Copeland fall in disgrace in the agency. They decide to swap their bad position with his superior Section Chief Elliott Gordon working undercover in an abduction case, disguised in the two spoiled white daughters of a tycoon, Brittany and Tiffany Wilson, getting in hilarious situations.Written by
Claudio Carvalho, Rio de Janeiro, Brazil
When the brothers go to pick up the Wilson sisters at the airport, the outside shot of the airport is actually Palm Beach International Airport (PBI), in West Palm Beach, Florida. See more »
When Karen, Lisa, and Tori unexpectedly show up at "The Wilson Sisters" hotel room, Kevin and Marcus only have a few minutes to get ready yet their entire bodies are sprayed white again when it took an essentially more amount of time to do so at the beginning of the film. See more »
Well, I thought this movie was pretty terrible - literally: as in pretty funny, but terrible plot. As for the racist label, i don't think it can be taken seriously; the film was a compendium of stereotypes from beginning to end: the slapstick, bling laden, rap happy, likable but incompetent, black duo as improbable FBI agents; the stern but ultimately soft hearted black police chief (how many of these have we seen over the years?); the buff mandingo with the appetite for white meat; the rich, shopping crazy, catty heiresses, etc etc. Well it was funny in its circumstances, although when flatulence is used to this extent, it means the director was seriously running out of ideas. Believable? No way! The two agents were as credible as white chicks as John Kerry would be as J.Lo. Don't waste your time - save it for TV in a couple of years' time. i vote 4.
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