If you are the director, producer, writer adapting your own stage play, and co-star of a film, you really show how bad you can do all by yourself.
Usually thrilling in their lunacy, most Tyler Perry movies can at least keep up their momentum through the combination of an overstuffed plot and the presence of Madea, the big-boned granny who will rip out your urethra tube if you sass her. Perrys latestabout a boozy nightclub singer, April (Taraji P. Henson), begrudgingly sheltering her niece and nephewshas so many dead moments that singing spots by Gladys Knight, Pastor Marvin Winans, and Mary J. Blige simply highlight, rather than alleviate, the inertia.
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Madea, tonic in Februarys Madea Goes to Jail, appears on-screen for only about 15 minutes, at least sharing an inspired bit about Siegfried and Roy on Noahs arch. If the Atlanta impresario is just bored with cranking out two adaptations a year of his earlier stage work, the audience is getting restless, too: I counted at least three walkouts at the 11 a.m. show I attended.