Why? Why would someone do this? How did we get here, watching mediocre remakes of classic 1950s sitcoms? What is the meaning of it all? Does cinema have a purpose beyond supporting the theater-concessions industry?
A couple of bursts of inspired physical comedy notwithstanding, the normally unflappable Cedric (who also executive-produced) goes through the film plastered with a how'd-I-get-myself-into-this look on his face -- as does the audience.