Summary: Cheeky jobless black man (but not a racist cliché whatsoever, so don't even think it) gets a job working for a conveniently minted, posh, white quadriplegic. Hilarity ensues as black man teaches them to dance to crap 80s disco, posh cripple smirks with surprise to find out that black man isn't a total loser, as he first assumed. Hot ginger secretary falls in love with cheeky black man, despite her initial repulsion. Black man smokes weed and lives on a council estate (but not a racist cliché whatsoever etc).
The heart warming message I took away from this film: Not all black men are bad. Thanks for showing me that, film.
The more I think about this pile of tosh, the more I want to gently throw up.
Other than, it's a masterpiece.
Do yourself a favour and never, ever watch a film based on it's IMDb score. There's a severe danger you'll think it's good just because it got 8.5, despite all the nagging doubts in your mind.
This got a high score because people like soppy films. And they're racists.
The heart warming message I took away from this film: Not all black men are bad. Thanks for showing me that, film.
The more I think about this pile of tosh, the more I want to gently throw up.
Other than, it's a masterpiece.
Do yourself a favour and never, ever watch a film based on it's IMDb score. There's a severe danger you'll think it's good just because it got 8.5, despite all the nagging doubts in your mind.
This got a high score because people like soppy films. And they're racists.