WHY DID I GET MARRIED TOO

I really know how to pick them huh.

So, here's another black movie. What is it about black movies (note: I love us) that they just fail to inspire.

I mean seriously. Tyler Perry. C'mon guy.

We need you to do better.

Thing is, I suppose, to some extent, on some level, he did have us all going. The story was as tight as tight can be which in the bigger universe of movies is tight-ish - but then he just lost it completely. Its like he just suddently lost his mind and decided he was just too tired to develop a decent enough ending. And all we are left with is sand in our eyes, ears, mouth...

Like seriously, WTF?


Okay, so you have these four married couples.

Janet Jackson, the doctor, with her hubby Malik Yoba. They have problems but never want to tell.

Jill Scott with her unemployed sheriff husband who goes all I AM MAN on her. But she should have known better. I mean that Soul Food movie wrote that part first. She should have known. You know the scene. Current husband/boyfriend can't seem to find a job so girlfriend/wife decides to intervene and calls on ex boyfriend/husband to make a few calls and get him a job. Current boyfriend/husband gets job, but its only a matter of time till he finds out the truth...and then ITS ON! Jill should have known better. AND TYLER SHOULD NOT HAVE REPEATED THIS SCENARIO!


Then there's the crazy couple. Even though her husband has cheated on her numerous times, she still finds it in her heart to forgive him. Even when he flirts with youngens in broad daylight, right in her view and her friends view - she forgives him, ghetto-ly - but forgives none the less.

Its like, what are you trying to teach us here Tyler? Huh? What is your point exactly! ARGH!


Couple number three is Tyler and his wife who fantasise about 'doing it' with some colleague of hers while she's doing her husband...imagine that...she imagines another man when doing her husband? She never really cheated I guess. Just dresses for him everyday when she goes to work. Puts on a little extra perfume, them sexy spaghetti straps...pencil skirt...whatever.

At first they all seem happy. And then all become mad at each other. And then all make up again. How do they make up, you ask. Well during Janet and Malik's fight - he ends up in an accident (later dies - boo hoo, a year later Janet finds herself another potential lover...eish) and Janet literally tells everybody...in exactly these worlds...well almost, "don't end up like me, make up'. And they all walk over to each other and just like that...they are all hugs and kisses and made up.

WHUT!

COME ON MAN!

BESIDES THE SUPER WEAK STORY DEVELOPMENT AT THAT POINT, I'm sick of these same ol' same ol' black stories man. I mean it was fun for a little while Tyler. That Diary of a Mad Black Woman was 'fun'. But come on. Can we move beyond this TYPE! Please.