When Bobby Brown and Ashley Banks [I refuse to call her by her government] has top billing in a movie chances are . . . well, you know the rest. I haven’t seen a photoshop fuckery free DVD cover since 1997. This tragedy is tap dancing up a flight of stairs with Shirley Temple on my soul. Visit BlackFilm.com for more information.
I’m so mad about this that I don’t feel like looking for a picture to accompany this entry. I can’t and will not!
According to Reuters, Iconic host Don Cornelius has linked up with Warner Brothers to create the comedy, which follows two male dancers as they get into “a lot of good stuff and some bad stuff as well.” [That explanation sounds like something Fantasia would write for a book report. - - Fresh]
Along with Darryl Porter, the executive producer of the Hughes brothers’ 1995 flick, Dead Presidents, Cornelius will produce Soul Train: The Movie.
The film, which is still in the writing phase with newbie script writer J. Gil Williams turning in the first draft next month, does not have a cast or a director attached as of yet.
Cornelius promised that Soul Train: The Movie will feature “lots of music, lots of comedy and a little bit of violence.”
And of course, lots of sexuality.
“‘Soul Train’ has always been about sexuality,” Cornelius said. “It’s almost never been about guys, and almost always about girls. It’s what has kept us afloat for these three decades or so.” [source]
Whoa, easy cowboy. When I was a jit I tuned in it was for one of two reasons: background noise while performing weekend chores or to laugh at the Chinese girl with the long ass ponytail do the tootsie roll to a slow jam, so all that sexual eruption talk sounds really ridiculous to me.
This project gets a big hell no from me. The only thing I am willing to co-sign on regarding Soul Train’s legacy is the episode of The Fresh Prince of Bel Air when the family went on the show for Aunt Viv + Uncle’s Phil’s wedding anniversary and Jeffrey posed as Bootsie Collins.
But God bless Don Cornelius for keeping a bad white woman.
Video vixen Melyssa Ford is co-starring along a who’s-who list of rappers [Pause. - - Fresh] and actors in the upcoming indie gangster flick Days Of Wrath. Names such as Rick Ross, Slim Thug David Banner, Taye Diggs and Laurence Fishburne make up the diverse ensemble. But it is the star of the movie Wilmer Valderrama who gets to experience the best scene ever. Wilmer got to perform a fully nude sex scene with the voluptuous video vixen. [Watch here]
DO. NOT. WANT.
Is he going to scream out ‘Let’s Bully!’ before he slides his chico stick inside her? I can’t take this type of mental anguish today. I can see her character now sitting on the edge of the bed giving Fez a speech about why she is different than the rest of the girls in town because she left the video world to co-host a show on BET.
Then out of nowhere Dirt Angel appeared on the screen and twisted the knife that was already sticking out of my soul. Jim Jones as a leading man/sex symbol?! The shit has got to be illegal in at least 13 states.
Elise Neal would be better off selling ass. Shesus Khryst is on the main line, tell her what you want.
[Thanks Tootie]
I’m Buying Whatever You’re Selling, Sweetheart
Kiara Was Right
Omarion is in dire need of work. ‘Somebody Help Me’, ya’ll.
From the director of [1] YOU GOT SERVED & HOUSE PARTY 4, comes this urban horror/thriller on the order of CABIN FEVER, THE HILLS HAVE EYES, and WRONG TURN. SOMEBODY HELP ME delivers a chill a minute as the story revolves around characters Brendan Young (Marques Houston) and Darryl Jennings (Omarion) as they head off with friends and their respective girlfriends for a weekend stay at a remote cabin in the woods. After the couples settle in and start to enjoy the weekend, things take an eerie turn. On trips into the local town, they start to have strange encounters with some of the townspeople who seem a bit askew. One by one of group ends up missing or dead, while the dwindling group is forced to ban together more and more to figure out who or what is behind the killings. Ultimately, they discover even more than they bargain for in a chilling reveal.
[1] I wouldn’t tell anybody but Jesus that I was responsible for those movies.
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