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.
When her brother decides to ditch for a couple weeks, Viola heads over to his elite boarding school, disguised as him, and proceeds to fall for his school's star soccer player, and soon learns she's not the only one with romantic troubles.
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
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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.
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