Airplane this is not. In Jessy Terrero’s Soul Plane, a small-time entrepreneurial loser named Nashawn Wade (Kevin Hart) gets himself stuck in an airplane toilet, and winds up successfully suing for $100 million. What to do with such a cargo of cash? Start up a big pimping airline for African-American customers called NWA (Nashawn Wade Airlines, natch) featuring Snoop Dogg as the dope-smoking pilot, Mo’Nique as the trash-talking security guard, Method Man as a goofy clown, buxom airline stewardesses, and every bling bling accoutrement the passengers’ hip-hop-loving hearts could desire. Sit back, fasten your seat belts, and get ready to fly the stereotypical skies. An urban comedy in which procuring music video status symbols of gaudy jewelry, Cristal champagne, spinning rims, and bootylicious honeys is depicted as the African-American dream, Terrero’s dunderheaded film should have been left in the studio hangar. Homophobic and racist (toward both blacks and whites), the film is an assembly line of jokes about fried chicken and 40s, flamboyant gays and idiotic whites, here embodied by a goofy Tom Arnold and his jungle fever-afflicted clan returning from a vacation at “Cracker Land.” Considering its boisterous, hit-or-miss style, there are a few amusingly inane moments—using the Salt N’ Pepa classic “Push It” as a laxative, the disastrous consequences of using a cellphone in the air—but they’re largely drowned out in a storm of dubious (and pathetic) race-related jokes. NWA is located in Terminal Malcolm X! The plane is outfitted like a Chevy Escalade! Everyone’s suspicious of the Arab guy in the turban! As idiotic as it is immature, Soul Plane‘s infatuation with playa culture will likely have most reaching for the barf bag.
- 86 min
- Jessy Terrero
- Chuck Wilson, Bo Zenga
- Tom Arnold, Kevin Hart, Method Man, Snoop Dogg, K.D. Aubert, Godfrey, Brian Hooks, D.L. Hughley, Mo'Nique Imes-Jackson, John Witherspoon
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