Big but far from happy, Tyler Perry's latest flick perpetuates some negative stereotypes...namely, that a 7-foot man in drag can A.) be confused for a woman; and B.) funny. With a ready-made audience eating out of his hands, Perry continues the ever-expanding Madea storyline by spooning out more of the same schlock. Beyond weak acting and writing, this simple formula includes slingshot-feeding Christian values and well-meaning morals to the audience. Is this necessarily a bad thing? No-in fact, some simple homespun optimism can be refreshing in lieu of the gratuitous blood, guts, and sex usually saturating cinema screens. What's distressing is the simplicity itself. Each and every problem is solved with the same easy-peasie-lemon-squeezie tidiness that still makes '50s sitcoms like Ozzie and Harriet seem so laughably out-of-touch. Instead of being upstanding, Perry's pat resolution to life's drama demeans such issues as divorce, paternity, cancer, and - yes - family.
In this PG-13-rated dramedy, a wisecracking, take-no-prisoners granny (Perry) tries to corral the distracted adult children (Shad 'Bow Wow' Gregory Moss, Isaiah Mustafa) of a niece (Devine) who wants to deliver some distressing health news to her family.
Okay, the audience gets it-the gi-normous woman with anger issues gets things done. If moviegoers hadn't figured this out in Diary of a Mad Black Woman, Madea's Family Reunion, Meet the Browns, Madea Goes to Jail, or I Can Do Bad All By Myself, they certainly will here. Like Deus Ex Machina, this mother figure swoops in and explains the obvious and gives all involved valuable life lessons with an acid tongue...only real-life drama never gets resolved so easily or condescendingly.
Bottom line: Big fat nothing.