I saw this, my third Tyler Perry movie, and thought it was ho-hum. One thing that threw me: the first act ends just before the 60-minute mark!
I'm no slave to the three-act structure, but I'm now wondering if I understand how that traditional structure works in most
films. I had thought most "acts" ran about 40 minutes -- that most studio product featured a first act that built to a conclusion about a third of the way through.
Plays are a different matter, though. I've seen several plays where the first act is nearly an hour, and often much longer than subsequent acts. But those are plays.
This movie is based on a stage play, which got me thinking: Do most movie adaptations of stage plays condense the first acts to conform to the "rule" I mentioned earlier, but which I may have gotten totally wrong?
The three-act structure of movies has become a subconscious thing for me. I'm not a screenwriter, and I often don't care too much about plot development. But when I see something like this film, where the first act clearly has an end point, I can't help but notice. Part of the reason is that the movie simply stalls out around the 30-minute mark. It's OK to extend things for a while, but I actually looked at my wife at around the 56-minute mark and declared, based on the running time printed on the DVD, "This movie has an hour to go!" She laughed, also astonished as was I, because the film was coasting, with nothing to propel it, storywise, for another hour.
Not two minutes later, there was a dinner-table scene in which several shoes dropped -- not just one plot avenue, but numerous ones, leading to a crescendo of sorts that the film then resolves over the next hour.
The movie's OK. I appreciated some of the themes, and the overt religion. But the movie doesn't have the warmth or humor of
Meet the Browns, or the raucous moments of
Diary of a Mad Black Woman, the second Perry film I watched, and one that I'd place somewhere between the other two, although closer to
Why Did I Get Married?As for Perry, he's been the focal point for
another stupid attack by Spike Lee, who can't seem to shut up when it comes to attacking other filmmakers. Karina piles on in her description by referring to Perry as a "master of the modern minstrel show," which is just outrageous. (Am I reading that correctly? She wrote those words, and isn't paraphrasing Lee, right?)
Part of this is personal. This post follows up on my earlier rave of
Meet the Browns and reveals my own lack of enthusiasm for Perry's other films. But to see him branded as unworthy by Spike Lee is a flashback to all the things I don't like about Lee, even as I count myself a fan of many of his films, and some of his rhetoric. This tendency to bad-mouth other films and filmmakers looks bad when he goes after white filmmakers like the Coen Brothers, but it's more sensitive when he attacks other blacks. Anytime someone succeeds, it's a threat to Lee -- and a sure sign, in his eyes, that the filmmaker has sold out to the broader (read: white) audience. But in this case, Perry's appeal is almost entirely to the black community! So I don't get the disparagement. Isn't Spike indirectly attacking other African Americans for their taste?