Tyler Perry’s Meet the Browns Movie Review
It can’t be easy being Brenda, the woebegone Chicago mom played by Angela Bassett in “Tyler Perry’s Meet the Browns.” She supports three kids from three different (but equally absent) daddies, has run out of stall tactics for her many creditors and, when things couldn’t get any worse, loses her job.
Not to worry. Brenda is watched over by a higher power, one who sees all, hears all, writes all, produces all, directs all and, enhanced by a house dress and a fat suit, steals scenes from all. A one-man entertainment factory and founding member of overactor’s anonymous, Tyler Perry gives renewed meaning to deus ex machina, that mechanical savior of Greek tragedy.
How fitting, perhaps, that the name of Perry’s transvestite alter ego is ripped off from Euripides. Madea, that rampaging behemoth of black matriarchal willfulness, returns for an eleventh hour appearance as things get messy in “Meet the Browns.”
But the real resident hero of this typically Perry-fied mixture of broad family farce and melodrama is a dashing basketball recruiter named Harry ( Rick Fox), who arrives at Brenda’s door with promises of college glory for her teenage son Michael (Lance Gross).
Source: NewsDay
