This has never, ever, ever been a part of cinematic history. It is impossible for me to believe that if this movie had been made by white stars, with similar elements, it would have been as sexless. I have one serious suggestion for you: Like I said, human beings like both sensuality and sex, but men like sex. I wish him well. Remember, please, that I cannot go to an experience without bringing some preconceptions and preassumptions to it. Presumably, although possibly not. Fine, and I empathize.
It is impossible for me to believe that if this movie had been made by white stars, with similar elements, it would have been as sexless. And that was actually a growing-up point for me. How many independent movie theaters are left? In other words, the old stereotype is that men are intimate to get sex, and women are sexual to get intimacy. There were no white females of any real prominence, so the empathy factor is restricted to those who can empathize cross-race with no problems. Now, there actually is some nice sensuality back rubbing and so forth. I place it in public, where anyone in the world can challenge me. This has never, ever, ever been a part of cinematic history. I suspect that the quadrant most likely to appreciate it would be black women…and they might well not be happy with the depictions of black women: They could have given us ten more seconds, Rock and Torres under the sheets—no need for nudity or explicitness. And then, when they look at social statistics about crime, poverty, education, etc, they like to believe that the playing field is level. I wish him well. But people very rarely are this honest. In effect, this is a raunchy sex comedy without any sex. Who was it designed to appeal to? At any rate, Rock and his wife end up in a fully-clothed clinch at the end. It's one of the ways I keep the anger from turning me into those I do not admire. Occasionally to a white woman…and black women protested like crazy. Kerry as wounded seductress, Torres as Sexless Suzy Homemaker. Yes, I know that. But now that avenue is called direct-to-video, a second-tier of quality in acting, production, or writing. So Rock has made a movie which, by trying so hard not to offend anyone, ends up pleasing no one. But as I say over and over, the thing that gets to me is that most filmgoers are utterly unconscious of how this selection pressure twists and torques artists. Again, I come to this conclusion not from this particular film, but from watching patterns of success and criticism for movies over a course of decades. Folks, this is what you can do:
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