Conversations With Randi B.: Tyler Perry

So, I know what some people may be thinking, son: two posts in one day? What’s really good, LC? Well, the truth is, this may be a thing going forward. Basically, anytime I sit-in on Randi B.‘s podcast, I’m going to write a quick post about it. As of right now, it’s looking she’s going to drop that new fuego on Friday‘s. With that being said, I might have to double up on my posts during those days. Either way, good content is good content, man.

Anyway, on the latest episode, Randi and I chop it up about all things Tyler Perry (in addition to other topics). So, what else needs to be said, fam? Enjoy, share and comment! That is all. LC out.

I Understand Will Smith’s Beef With Tupac

So, to cut to the chase, I understand Will Smith, son. I mean, if my wife was as close to another dude as Jada Pinkett Smith was to Tupac Shakur, I’d have a couple of eyebrows raised too. With that being said, it was pretty dope for Smith to show that level of transparency, man. All in all, I wonder how everyone else would REALLY react if they were in his shoes. The way I see it, I feel like a lot of people would’ve wanted to engage in some fisticuffs, fam.

Ok, for those who missed it, Smith and Martin Lawrence are currently doing a press run for their new movie, Bad Boys for Life. Now, during a sit-down with Power 105.1‘s The Breakfast Club, Charlamagne Tha God asked Smith about his wife’s relationship with Shakur. To be more specific, he asked Smith if he was ever jealous of Jada’s friendship with Tupac. In response, Smith said “fuck yeah.” Taking it a step further, Smith admitted that despite the fact that Jada and Shakur weren’t physical, he was insecure about the love that they had for each other. In fact, he stated that he could never bring himself to be cool with Tupac because he couldn’t handle the bond between the two of them.

Now, look, I try my best to be a progressive dude, but fuck all that, bruh. Ok, yes, Jada and Tupac apparently never had sex with each other. However, that wasn’t for a lack of trying, son. Real talk, Jada already copped to the fact that her and Tupac kissed before. Yeah, she also said that they didn’t have any “sexual chemistry,” but I’m not rolling, man. Listen, I just have a hard time believing that they were as platonic as Jada makes it seem, fam. In my eyes, they were probably one drunken night away from rocking each other’s bells, bruh.

To be clear, I wholeheartedly believe that men and women can just be friends. On the real, I’m friends with a good number of women that I would never touch, son. Side note, that used to be a source of contention between my wife and I early in our relationship. Frankly, she struggled to believe that I wasn’t just trying to smash everyone. But, alas, no lines have been crossed, man. Anyway, if Jada and Tupac ever saw one another in the right light, even for a second, Will would be a distant fucking memory, fam. So, I completely understand his hesitation to get close to Tupac.

In the end, I’m sure there are people out there who will disagree with me, bruh. Ultimately, we’ll never know how that story would’ve turned out, son. By and by, maybe things were exactly like Jada said and there would’ve been no issue. Then again, maybe Tupac would’ve cashed in on their love and taken Jada from the “soft rapper.” At the end of the day, my Spidey-Sense says that Smith was right for keeping Tupac at arms-length, man. Shit, based on the way that he was wilin’ back then, who knows what Shakur might’ve done, fam. That is all. LC out.

Tyler Perry: Work Ethic vs. Quality

So, I won’t lie, son. Real talk, I’m going to be talking out of both sides of my mouth in this post, man. On one hand, I respect the fuck out of Tyler Perry‘s success, fam. I mean, I tried to make that perfectly clear in my previous post about his production studio. Look, I’m in absolute awe of what this man has been able to accomplish, bruh. The way I see it, we all need to applaud a Black man who has been able to carve his place into Hollywood. On the other hand, I’ve always found his writing underwhelming as shit, bruh. With that being said, he might need to employ some writers, brethren.

Ok, for those who missed it, Perry posted an interesting video on Twitter the other day. Now, in the 35-second clip, Perry showed his audience stacks of screenplays from his MANY shows. In addition, he highlighted the fact that he doesn’t have a writer’s room and is the sole creator of all of his content. Moving on, the purpose of the video was to let people know that his work ethic was/is strong.

Now, there is NO way that I can argue with that man’s hustle, son. Keeping it a buck, it’s super impressive that he was able to get so much done in 2019. But, I also have a completely different outlook on this situation, man. Shit, as I said in the first paragraph, Tyler Perry is not that good of a writer, fam. Look, I can’t even count the number of times that I’ve cringed during a movie or a television show from that guy. The truth is, I always end up supporting because I want him to keep breaking barriers in Tinseltown. However, I’m not going to sit here and pretend like he makes prolific material, bruh.

With all of that being said, I TRULY believe that Perry would benefit from having other scribes in the room. Hell, he’s currently writing a show called Sistas on BET. For reference, the show is about how Black women work, love and live in Atlanta. Now, am I supposed to believe that Tyler Perry is the fucking expert on Black women matters? Like, he really doesn’t think that having at least ONE Black woman in the room would be beneficial? Come the fuck on, son. Yes, his work ethic is admirable, but that also sounds like an ego trip, man.

Also, as I’ve mentioned before, he has an entire production studio in Atlanta. I can guarantee that there are TONS of Black writers who would love to get down on some of his projects. So, why not just employ them, fam? Why not give them a chance to offer some different perspectives? The way I see it, working with others would be a win-win, bruh. First, his questionable writing would probably improve AND he would be giving newcomers a shot at acclaim. All in all, I don’t see how this would be a bad idea, folks.

In the end, I don’t want this to seem like I’m hating, son. If anything, I’m trying to help Perry win, man. Then again, as successful as he is, my opinion probably doesn’t fucking matter, fam. But, as a consumer, I’ve NEVER been satisfied with any of Perry’s work. By and by, based on the fact that he does EVERYTHING himself, I can see why, bruh. At the end of the day, there’s nothing wrong with getting some help, brethren. That is all. LC out.

Whose Mans Is Chet Hanks?

So, before I even begin this post, I’d like to give everyone some background on my upbringing. Now, I’m a first-generation American whose mother was born in Barbados and whose father was born in St. Vincent. Furthermore, I have extended family members from Jamaica, Trinidad, Grenada, Antigua, you name it. In addition, I’m married to a woman whose entire family is from Nevis. Meaning, I’m as Caribbean as they come, son. With all of that being said, what in the entire fuck was Chet Hanks doing at the Golden Globes, fam?

Ok, for those who missed it, Chet’s father, the incomparable Tom Hanks, was being presented a lifetime achievement award at this year’s Golden Globes. Needless to say, it shouldn’t have come as a surprise that Chet was there. However, his appearance on the red carpet was thoroughly baffling, man. I mean, out of fucking nowhere, dude decided to talk to the press in a patois accent straight out of the 99 Cent Store. Bruh, what “island massive” was Chet referring to? The fucking bar staff at a Sandals resort? For the love of God, why is Chet always doing some fuckity-fuck shit, son?

To be clear, this is not the first time that Chet has engaged in nonsensical shenanigans. Shit, just a few years ago, he was a rapper who looooved saying the word “nigga.” Now, all of a sudden, he’s the new fucking Collie Buddz? Side note, that ain’t a knock against Collie Buddz, man. On the real, I’m a big fan of that dude, folks. In any case, this culture vulture shit needs to stop, fam. Hell, he’s the son of a cotdamn legend, people. Real talk, he doesn’t have to always partake in the fuckery, brethren.

In the end, I have nothing else to say, bruh. Ultimately, I want everyone to watch the video for themselves. By and by, after getting past the fact that the video is hilarious, we need to pack Chet Hanks in a box somewhere. At the end of the day, he’s a habitual line-stepper who has to be defeated, son. At this point, I’m pretty sure that Tom would rather rock out with Wilson than Chet, man. That is all. LC out.

My Random Thoughts After Watching ‘Queen & Slim’

Disclaimer: Spoilers, brethren. Y’all know how this goes.

So, as I promised at the end of my The Irishman post, I finally went to go see Queen & Slim. Real talk, while my wife and I were waiting for our son’s chess tournament to conclude, we dipped away to see the movie. Now, to be transparent, this post is going to be more random (and much longer) than usual, son. Frankly, I have so many sporadic thoughts that I couldn’t put it in a decent narrative, man. All in all, I loved the film and here are some of my takeaways:

  1. Angela “Queen” Johnson annoys the shit out of me at first. On the real, during the first date with Ernest “Slim” Hines, I think she’s unnecessarily rude. Shit, the way my patience is setup, if I were Slim, I would’ve ended that date early, fam. But, as the movie goes on, I realize that her behavior is based on her trauma. She’s guarded but learns that she doesn’t have to be combative and simultaneously isolated all the time.
  2. There are several quotes in the film that resonate with me for different reasons. During a scene after the shooting, while trying to hitchhike, Slim says that he hopes the inhabitants are Black. Queen highlights the fact that this isn’t always a good thing. This ends up being some crazy foreshadowing since a Black man is ultimately the one who sells them out for the $500,000 reward. The phrase “it be your own people” is real as fuck, bruh. Next, when they’re at Uncle Earl‘s house, Queen asks Slim is he’s okay and he says that he is. She asks him how that’s even possible and he says “I guess I’m so used to saying I’m okay even when I’m not.” Son, I feel like that’s the story of my life. Sadly, a lot of us operate like that waaay more than we should, man. It’s okay to not be okay, brethren. Lastly, there’s a scene where Slim asks Queen if she’s a good lawyer. She says that she’s an excellent lawyer and he responds “why do we always have to be excellent? Why can’t we just be ourselves?” Now, I ALWAYS strive for excellence, but I understand where that quote is coming from. Growing up, I was always told that Black people have to work twice as hard as White people to get half as much. So, we end up (unjustly) putting LARGE amounts of pressure on ourselves and our loved ones. We just need to be us and do the best that we can.
  3. I was thoroughly triggered by that initial police stop. Listen, in my 34 years of life, I’ve had NUMEROUS interactions with the cops. The truth is, the vast majority of them weren’t positive, bruh. Hell, just two years ago, I wrote about a tense exchange that I had with four officers who were determined to belittle me. In addition, I lived through Rudy Giuliani and the Michael Bloomberg stop-and-frisk era. Son, I’m a Black man with a college degree and a federal job and I STILL don’t trust the police, man. In my eyes, I’ve seen WAY too much unnecessary aggression to ever release that fear.
  4. I’ve seen some criticism about the film not being “realistic.” However, I think people are missing the point that it’s still a movie and a form of artistic expression. With that being said, I can agree that a Black cop probably wouldn’t just let Queen and Slim drive out of that garage. I can agree that the Black community might not necessarily look at the two of them as pure heroes. But, I do believe that the community would understand their plight. All I can say is, there’s a feeling of hopelessness when it comes to police violence. I mean, there’s NEVER any recourse for us. Our murderers are almost never held accountable for their crimes. In the film, Queen and Slim rightfully defend themselves and I believe that minorities would empathize with their actions/pain.
  5. I’ve also seen criticism about the ending of the film. On one hand, a few people are upset with the way that Queen and Slim die. But, how else did they expect this movie to end? If we’re talking about realistic, there’s NO way that the two of them wouldn’t end up dead or in jail. Regardless of circumstance, a cop killer would be hunted to the ends of the Earth, fam. To me, death was definitely the most likely outcome, bruh. Also, I’ve seen people lament that the film doesn’t give any “answers.” Son, what fucking answers were they expecting? Since when was art designed to answer social issues? Now, I’m not comparing this movie to Do the Right Thing, but there are no answers at the end of Spike Lee‘s film, man. If anything, all of these works are designed to make us feel and think, brethren. No more and no less. From there, it’s up to us to come up with definitive plans of action.
  6. The death of Junior fucked me up, son. Keeping it a buck, this is another scene that I heard complaints about. Like, even my wife was uneasy about this scene juxtaposed with Queen and Slim having sex. Now, I get it, man. I definitely do. It’s a hard 10 minutes to digest, fam. But, I internalized it all in a different way, bruh. The way I see it, Junior’s just a young man who doesn’t know how to process his feelings. He’s enamored by the story of Queen and Slim, but he doesn’t fully understand what it all means and the ramifications. He doesn’t yet understand the nuance of the minority experience in America, but he’s hell-bent on action. This leads to extremely irrational decision-making. The truth is, Queen and Slim don’t want to be heroes. They don’t want to be martyrs. More so than anything, the people around them are elevating their meaning and importance. While Junior is in love with the idea of “immortality,” Slim just wants to be remembered by his family and his lady. From my vantage point, Junior’s death highlights the fact that we need to explain to the youth what’s really going on out here, instead of just leaving them to filter the information on their own.

In the end, I know that I just said a lot, son. Ultimately, there was no easy way for me to write this post, man. By and by, I judge a movie’s quality by how much it stays with me. Truth is, my wife and I have been talking about this film all weekend, fam. So, shout-out to Melina Matsoukas (my Co-op City sister) and Lena Waithe for putting this together, bruh. Side bar, I still don’t like the way that Waithe handled the Jason Mitchell situation, but I give credit where credit is due, folks. Anyway, this movie gave me strong emotional reactions and I thank them for it. At the end of the day, everyone’s entitled to their opinion. All I can say is, I personally loved the movie, brethren. That is all. LC out.

I Don’t Care If ‘The Irishman’ Is True

Disclaimer: Spoilers galore, son. Act accordingly.

So, I won’t lie, son. On the real, The Irishman is way too long of a movie for me to really review. I mean, I could literally spend all day detailing every single scene, man. Instead, I’m just here to give people their props, fam. All I can say is, Martin Scorsese, Robert De Niro, Al Pacino and Joe Pesci killed this fucking movie, bruh.

Ok, for those who don’t pay attention to anything, Scorsese just released his latest masterpiece. Now, the film, distributed by Netflix, had a limited release in theaters. Side note, movie studios were fucking pissed about this, but we’ll save that for another time. In any case, the movie details the life of Frank Sheeran (The Irishman) and his long-standing friendship with Jimmy Hoffa. This is notable because, in real life on his death bed, Sheeran confessed to murdering Hoffa.

Now, to be fair, my synopsis is a gross oversimplification of the plot, son. Frankly, to get all of the nuances of the film, folks just need to watch it for themselves, man. The fact is, all of the actors do the damn thing, but in different ways. Shit, Pacino is great playing the over-the-top Hoffa. Pesci is great playing the understated Russell Bufalino. De Niro is great playing the conflicted Sheeran. Hell, even Sebastian Maniscalco is great playing the overzealous Joe Gallo. All in all, every single actor holds it down, fam.

Keeping it a buck, my only gripe with the film is Anna Paquin‘s character, Peggy Sheeran. Honestly, she has a holier-than-thou attitude that irks the fuck out of me, bruh. Like, it makes no sense that Peggy loves Hoffa but hates her dad, Frank. For God‘s sake, they’re part of the same fucking business, son. Ok, yes, Frank is a murderer. But, that’s the exact reason that him and Hoffa get into business in the first place, man. The truth is, Hoffa and Sheeran are part of the same mob circle, fam. So, how can Peggy judge Frank for it and not Hoffa? Granted, Frank is deadass wrong for killing Hoffa, but Peggy hated Frank long before that. All I know is, her logic doesn’t make any fucking sense, people.

In the end, I’m advising everyone to go see the movie, son. Ultimately, Scorsese is still a top-notch filmmaker, man. On top of that, the trifecta of Pacino, De Niro and Pesci is as strong as ever, fam. By and by, it is super accurate that the film is long as hell. But, I never felt like it dragged, bruh. In addition, I don’t give a fuck if the story is factual or not. The way I see it, it’s a highly-enjoyable cinematic experience. That is all. LC out.

P.S. Don’t worry, Black people. I’ll review Queen & Slim as soon as I can get some freedom to go see it. The minutes seem to be scarce right now, son. Good day.

‘Peter Pan’ Is A Wild A*s Movie

'Peter Pan' Is A Wild As Movie

So, I won’t lie, son. On the real, I’m not going to sit here and pretend like I didn’t know that Disney had some problematic ass movies. But, since I haven’t seen a lot of these films in a long time, it was crazy to get re-acclimated to some of the tomfoolery, man. With that being said, Peter Pan is a wild ass movie, fam. All in all, I might have a warped sense of humor, but I was blown away by the depiction of Native Americans in his film.

Ok, as I’ve stated in a previous post, I’ve been all about that Disney+ life since the app dropped. In any case, since all of the classics are at the push of a button, I’ve been trying to familiarize my kids with some of the shit that I grew up on. Moving on, on Saturday night, my wife and I decided to pull Peter Pan out of the bag. Now, I’m fully aware that Peter is a brat of the highest degree. However, I legitimately forgot about the way Native Americans are represented in this movie. Needless to say, film studios wouldn’t be able to get away with all of that “red face” fuckery in 2019, bruh.

Now, to be fair, I know that Disney added a disclaimer saying “this program is presented as originally created. It may contain outdated cultural depictions.” Yes, I understand that’s their way of absolving themselves of new-age critique. Real talk, I’m not even necessarily upset by any of this, son. If anything, it shows just how far we’ve come in like 60 years. Shit, racism is still very much alive and kicking, but at least studios know better than to try and get this shit off in today’s era.

In the end, I don’t even know what else to say, son. Ultimately, people like to pretend like bigotry is some foreign ass concept that hasn’t existed in eons. The fact is, all of us have a parent or grandparent who was alive when it was fashionable to be this bias. So, we all need to stop pretending like a “post-racial” America even exists, man. At the end of the day, all this country did is tell folks not to say that shit in public. Then again, as we can tell from this current climate, this nation has backslid on all of those ideals, fam. That is all. LC out.

P.S. I didn’t even get to the bugged out shit that Peter says to Wendy and the mermaids, son. All I know is, Peter might not rank high on any feminist lists, man. Good day.