Diary of a Mad Black Woman Reviews

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August 14, 2007
March 18, 2005
It's never less than watchable, a bizarre hybrid that somehow works as a whole, even though its various components don't mesh.
March 18, 2005
It's a cheap melodrama that presses all the right sentimental buttons.
February 25, 2005
Perry doesn't have any delusions of artistry, and potentially, at least, that's refreshing. But any points he earns for lack of pretense are immediately gobbled up by his lack of subtlety.
February 25, 2005
Raucous and overwrought, the movie is still a hoot to watch and even more fun to talk back to.
February 25, 2005
The material comes off as a serious miscalculation in Perry and director Darren Grant's film adaptation.
February 25, 2005
Stay clear of this mess.
February 25, 2005
There's nothing real or even funny in Perry's performance; all padding and crude makeup, he shouts every line as if he's still playing to the upper balcony in a rundown Masonic Hall.
February 25, 2005
The low comedy and high melodrama, with a touch of inspiration, don't blend easily, and here the match seems forced.
February 25, 2005
It turns on a dime from scenes of maudlin sentimentality to manic slapstick, then turns on another dime to trite Christian moralizing.
February 25, 2005
While the movie fills a much-needed niche in the lily-white Hallmark movie department, this clunky, borderline-amateur directorial effort from music-video veteran Darren Grant simply doesn't do justice to the material. In fact, it's downright awful.
February 25, 2005
The whole thing is a melodrama; there's nothing fatally wrong with that. But the set-ups are so easy and obvious, the humor so broad and the characters such one-dimensional stereotypes that the drama is laughable.
February 25, 2005
Diary of a Mad Black Woman is directed by Darren Grant, who is unable to wrangle all of Perry's attempts to entertain -- or pander to -- his audience into anything resembling a satisfying movie.
February 25, 2005
The film itself is a touch insane, veering from comedy to cornball melodrama (and torture!) with such startling alacrity that viewers might laugh and not know if they're supposed to.
February 25, 2005
In an awkward split-personality way, it works some of the time.
February 25, 2005
This isn't a situation in which the right hand doesn't know what the left is doing. It's more like they're not even part of the same body.
February 25, 2005
Some of these problems stem from the film's leap from a theatrical production's play-to-the-rafters bigness to the screen's demands for something more finessed. There's not a lot of nuance here.
February 25, 2005
Half inspired and half eye-rollingly terrible.
February 25, 2005
Blows to the head are delivered with more subtlety than the message of Diary of a Mad Black Woman.
February 25, 2005
I've been reviewing movies for a long time, and I can't think of one that more dramatically shoots itself in the foot.
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