…wayment, that’s not Pulp Fiction at all. Well, now that I started, there’s no need to stop. So, let’s put on our thinking caps and see why the fuck did this shit happen. Let’s look at 2005’s The Honeymooners reboot to answer our favorite question: was it really that bad?
The Honeymooners ’05 is one of those bad films that people tend to forget about, which, in some ways, makes it worse than Pluto Nash right off the bat. Potentially made to capitalize on the resurgence of Black-centric films (read: everything from Diary of a Mad Black Woman to Brown Sugar to the Wesley Jonathan stinker Crossover, possibly one of the worst basketball movies ever made) and audiences’ need to get all nostalgic because reboots are still a thing, Honeymooners ’05 follows the same formula as the ’50s sitcom, except (surprise!) our main characters are Black now. Yay diversity. When they said Black Lives Mattered, I didn’t think they meant Black Lives Matter enough to get them in shitty reboots. I din’t think it meant “Black Lives Matter, until they share time with a damn greyhound. Then, all bets are off.” But, what do I know?
Before this pieces goes even further down the political trail, let me reel it back in. Better yet, let’s look at the trailer for the amazing genre-breaking film and see the greatness play out visually. Ok, if we just look at the trailer itself, we can see a couple things are already setting this movie up to fail from the jump. But, let’s talk the movie itself.
Hilariously enough, ten-plus years later, we’re getting Mike Epps as the idiot lead in films such as Meet the Blacks. So, I guess that someone, somewhere, at 4:47 in the morning wants to see Mike Epps be Day Day still. But, as groan-inducingly awful as Meet the Blacks was, at least Meet the Blacks had Paul Mooney in it for a second interacting with Epps. Honeymooners ’05 doesn’t even have that.
What this means is that we, pretty much, get Foodfight!-caliber uncomfortable moments because why-the-hell-not. You have Cedric and Mike–oh, I mean, Ralph and Ed (Jackie Gleeson must be rolling in his grave)–talking about asses and making sexual innuendos in a movie that shares a rating with The LEGO Movie. We get a movie that takes the buddy comedy dynamic of Ralph and Ed and turns it up for “modern audiences” that’s placed in the same category as Inside Out?
Additionally, the characters and the script are cut-outs in the worst way. Now, I love Regina Hall.
I used to have her KING magazine cover (above). She’s a vastly underrated actress and is all sorts of smart and beautiful. Plus, she was born in D.C., so there’s that DMV connection. However, it seems like the director, John Schultz, just told her “ok, remember how you were in Scary Movie? Well, be like that but keep it PG.” And, expectedly, it falls hard. Gabrielle Union, as Alice, isn’t much better. Overall, the writing feels less Honeymooners and more like Good Times-meets-Kenan & Kel (there’s a breakdancing scene where Ralph and Ed try to make money from bustin’ a move).




