Even by the woeful standards of decades-too-late comedy sequels, Coming 2 America is desperate, belabored, and thin.
After its promising first act, Craig Brewer’s film becomes a series of fleeting bits, allowing questions to pile up.
Bruce Beresford’s film is remarkable for how it manages to indulge so many offensive and shopworn clichés at once.
More galling than the film’s litany of melodramatic banalities is its regressive view of race relations.
One of my most memorable and, in a way, profound early movie-watching experiences happened the first time I saw Eddie Murphy in Coming to America.
It’s hard to avoid feeling that the film would have worked better with Danko flying solo.
On the occasion of his 86th birthday last Friday night, Jerry Lewis was in his element: water.
Cruel circumstance and greed are at least partly responsible for the ultimate lack of quality control here.
The film blows the opportunity to express something meaningful about current events.
Beverly Hills Cop’s emergence on Blu-ray is barely a step up from its DVD treatment.
I didn’t even get that moral exploration I was hoping for, since the issues the box might have opened up are left unexamined.
Shrek Forever After isn’t offensive, just innocuous and unnecessary.
It’s possible to imagine a sardonic filmmaker like Lars von Trier doing justice to the premise of Imagine That.
The latest collaboration between Eddie Murphy and Norbit director Brian Robbins is not, in fact, the worst movie ever made.
Like Spider-Man 3, Shrek the Third is an experiment in excess.
From stage to film to DVD, will the Dreamgirls nightmare ever end?
One must wonder if someone at Paramount has an old score to settle with Eddie Murphy.
Yes, when making our three-out-of-five predictions on who would be nominated here, we argued how refreshing it was to see a prospective category stocked with supporting performances, instead of co-leads.
Oscar trends continue to have shorter and shorter shelf lives as the award season calendar continues to pork up.
Bullshit.