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An attractive and popular teenager, who is mean-spirited toward others, finds herself in the body of an older man, and must find a way to get back to her original body.
Nervous about finally getting married, a guy is forced to relive the same nerve-wracking hours over and over again until he gets things right on his wedding day.
Director:
Michael Tiddes
Stars:
Marlon Wayans,
Regina Hall,
Dennis Haysbert
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.
Director:
Michael Tiddes
Stars:
Marlon Wayans,
Essence Atkins,
Marlene Forte
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.
Director:
Michael Tiddes
Stars:
Marlon Wayans,
Jaime Pressly,
Cedric the Entertainer
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.
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 »
Goofs
When Kevin and Marcus are in the red BMW convertible with their friends, the front seats of the car are seen to have no headrests. However, when Karen turns around to talk to them, the seats are seen to be equipped with headrests. Also, the layout of the dashboard Tori uses to change the radio station is clearly different to the dashboard seen when Karen is talking to Kevin and Marcus. See more »
This is a terrible, poorly acted, contrived, instant-coffee like, shallow, dimwitted, dull, one-dimensional piece of summer fluff. But strangely, if you check your IQ in at the door and think about all the terrible things happening in the world, really think hard about them, two normally unfunny and 2nd-rate actors dressing up like "white chics" can be sort of funny at times. The handful of silly though occasionally funny scenes in this movie employ the lowest common denominator type of humor popular in schools across the land, including the beloved and timeless..."farting". Scenes progress from one to the next in paint by numbers version of comic movie making with the expected and mostly tired racial stereotypes tapped. The film isn't racist, but of course there'd be no way a film with two white guys dressing up as black girls, acting, say, "ghetto", would ever fly. A double standard? Yes, but it's been open season on uptight "honkey" culture since "white men can't jump", and sometimes deservedly so. However, most "white chics" would never identify or be accepted by the upper class elite portrayed in the film, whether they're from the East Hamptons, or anywhere else, so 'White Chics' also aims it comic sights on the much more acceptable and welcomed sendup of the rich, albeit rich white people. Some of the funnier moments include the big football player (black) who falls for one of the "white chics", thinking she's that rare combination of white girl with a "black girl booty". Those scenes were among the few that really had some potential to generate some serious laughs, but apart from a one or two, the opportunity was mostly missed.
The end of the film is even more canned than the rest, and pretty much unravels whatever potential it had built up in earlier to reveal its expected slim core. The film is one dimensional comedy, built on one joke: disguise black guys as white girls, uses well played out racial stereotypes, and familiar jabs at the rich. However, farting is timeless.
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This is a terrible, poorly acted, contrived, instant-coffee like, shallow, dimwitted, dull, one-dimensional piece of summer fluff. But strangely, if you check your IQ in at the door and think about all the terrible things happening in the world, really think hard about them, two normally unfunny and 2nd-rate actors dressing up like "white chics" can be sort of funny at times. The handful of silly though occasionally funny scenes in this movie employ the lowest common denominator type of humor popular in schools across the land, including the beloved and timeless..."farting". Scenes progress from one to the next in paint by numbers version of comic movie making with the expected and mostly tired racial stereotypes tapped. The film isn't racist, but of course there'd be no way a film with two white guys dressing up as black girls, acting, say, "ghetto", would ever fly. A double standard? Yes, but it's been open season on uptight "honkey" culture since "white men can't jump", and sometimes deservedly so. However, most "white chics" would never identify or be accepted by the upper class elite portrayed in the film, whether they're from the East Hamptons, or anywhere else, so 'White Chics' also aims it comic sights on the much more acceptable and welcomed sendup of the rich, albeit rich white people. Some of the funnier moments include the big football player (black) who falls for one of the "white chics", thinking she's that rare combination of white girl with a "black girl booty". Those scenes were among the few that really had some potential to generate some serious laughs, but apart from a one or two, the opportunity was mostly missed.
The end of the film is even more canned than the rest, and pretty much unravels whatever potential it had built up in earlier to reveal its expected slim core. The film is one dimensional comedy, built on one joke: disguise black guys as white girls, uses well played out racial stereotypes, and familiar jabs at the rich. However, farting is timeless.