Hey, you know what? I already saw this movie. It was called "The Wood", and just like "The Brothers," it was about four young, successful black men who freak out when one of their number decides to get married.
In this film, the four friends are Jackson Smith (Morris Chestnut), Terry White (Shemar Moore), Derrick West (D.L. Hughley) and Brian Palmer (Bill Bellamy). They play a lot of shirtless basketball and discuss the opposite sex in a way similar to the women in "Waiting to Exhale", though with a distinctly male slant. Terry, a player all his life, decides to get married. Meanwhile, Jackson falls for Denise (Gabrielle Union), Derrick and his wife fight over her refusal to administer proper -- ahem -- oral care, and Brian attributes all women's foibles to his belief that they're sluts and freaks and not worth taking seriously.
This is another one of those "talking" movies that's impossible to remember because it features nothing more than people sitting around yakking for two hours, like they're killing time on the Oxygen network. What exactly is so interesting about the idea of a young man afraid of commitment? Have we not seen this angle a billion times before in film? Is it really worth two hours of screen time? And taking a tired genre once dominated by white people and "refreshing" it by replacing the boring white people with boring black people doesn't change a thing -- even if it does constitute a bold nod to progress by Hollywood "standards".
The irony of this movie is that these characters could have just as easily been women or Asians or homosexuals or white male yuppies knocking back Heinekens at a sports bar. The essential concept of the film is, alas, so overused that it doesn't really matter who fills the hollow roles.
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