There’s a punchline here involving sweat shops that’s the funniest shit I’ve seen all year
Deeply, deeply bad. Clearly made by a young white guy who is infatuated with black bodies and pop culture but has never for one minute actually been black. That’s the only way to explain a story written entirely in cliches and easy stereotypes, comically piles on black misery, then leaves it halfway to make room for a nice white kid and his daddy issues.
This is a film in which not one single development arrives organically from its characters. Every…