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Malibu's Most Wanted |
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WEB EDITOR'S
NOTE: This film contains strong sexual
content and violence. This review references
that content and is not appropriate for
children.
With a very public campaign and a
gangsta-wannabe son capturing media
attention, Bill Gluckman's opportunity to
become the next governor of California is in
serious jeopardy. Although Jewish and
privileged, Brad Gluckman (aka B-Rad) walks,
talks and attempts to rap like an inner-city
playa—something that is perceived (rightly) by
Bill's staff as a liability among potential voters.
Unbeknownst to candidate Gluckman, a plan
is concocted by his handlers to pay two
African-American actors to stage his son's
kidnapping in order to "scare the black out of
him" with a tour of Compton. To help
accomplish this goal, the actors hire the
street-savvy Shondra believing her knowledge
of the 'hood will augment their lack of
"experience." Thus begins a series of
"lessons" to convince B-Rad to go "white."
Nothing seems to work—especially after
B-Rad overhears a phone conversation in
which his poseur-kidnappers admit to the
ruse. Suddenly, he's emboldened to defy his
captors and their supposedly violent means of
holding him. But his acts of insolence get him
into hot water with real South Central
gangsters.
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positive elements: Bill Gluckman
hasn't been a good father and he knows it. But
he wants to change and is willing to overlook
his son's bizarre gangsta image and reckless
ways (arguably not a characteristic
worth emulating) to get things back on track.
He's even willing to put his own life and the
governorship ("I'm not going to lose my son for
an election!") on the line to save his son from
thugs. And Mr. Gluckman isn't the only one
willing to put himself in harms way. By film's
end, Shondra and B-Rad's three friends
(Hadji, Mocha and Monster) are willing to do
the same.
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sexual content: One of the two most
explicit scenes features B-Rad when he first
encounters Shondra. In his mind, he
fantasizes that she comes on to him by
opening her low-cut, midriff-baring blouse (her
breasts are not visible to viewers, but he
lowers himself and moves in to kiss them).
Another scene involves what appears to
Shondra's boyfriend as B-Rad being given
oral sex (he's not). All this for laughs! It's
hardly funny. In flashback, scantily-clad
women dance to Naughty by Nature's vulgar
"O.P.P" at Brad's Bar Mitzvah. The artwork for
B-Rad's demo disc, Malibootay,
features women's posteriors. PJ and Sean
encourage Shondra to "show a little a--" as
she attempts to motivate Brad to go white.
B-Rad raps about oral sex and hops on the
back of a bent-over female friend in a sexual
manner. Several party scenes feature freak
dancing, including one in which Brad is said
to be getting "sandwiched." With 2 Live Crew's
"Me So Horny" playing in the background,
B-Rad straddles Shondra, trying to take an
offered kiss to a more explicit level. B-Rad is
shown as part of a threesome (all clothed, but
the two women are immodestly dressed).
Later, they take off his pants (he's in his
underwear). In one conversation, Brad implies
that he's had cybersex.
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violent content: Lots of violence,
nearly all of which is "comedic." Sadly, all the
gun-toting and gangbanging portrayed
onscreen only furthers the stereotypical notion
that urban African-Americans are gangstas
and thugs. PJ and Sean threaten B-Rad with a
stiletto, Glocks, guns and Uzis. He's shoved
and roughed up. In once scene, Brad
accidentally shoots himself in the foot. In a
daydream sequence, a Korean store owner
punches him. In reality, the store owner, his
wife and his pre-teen son all carry weapons to
protect their business. In a rhyme battle, a
rapper grabs Brad by the throat before
abusing him verbally. Finally, Brad is forced
out of the club and thrown into a dumpster.
One scene proffers an extended gang-related
shootout. B-Rad shoots up cars and fires
towards people believing the damage he
sees is all "special effects." Asked, "Where did
you learn that from?," Brad replies, "Grand
Theft Auto 3." Brad's friends return to their
homes to borrow their "parent's gats" in order
to rescue their friend. They return with a
musket, a rocket-propelled grenade launcher
and a spear-gun. The latter winds up
accidentally firing, catching B-Rad in the rear.
The grenade launcher ends up in a gas oven,
blowing up an entire residence (the occupants
barely escape).
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crude or profane language: The
language is crude, vulgar and often
profane—and there's lots of it. Because
gangsta-ism is central to this flick, "b--ch" and
"ho" are used ad nauseam. Trying to help his
father's campaign, B-Rad comes up with a
banner indicating that his father is "down with
the b--ches and hos." "Jesus" and "Christ"
each get abused, along with numerous
misuses of "God" (among other things, it's
paired with "d--n"). The s-word is used four or
five times. "Friggin'" and "frickin'" substitute for
their more obscene verbal cousin. But several
partially-bleeped f-words are utilized in closing
outtakes. Other foul expressions include
"suck," "pimp juice," "p-ss" and "muthafake."
When B-Rad raps a racial epithet in an
all-black club, he's vilified by attendees. But
the same word is used by an
African-American.
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drug and alcohol content: B-Rad
drinks what looks like champagne in his
father's limo. And he's sent into a grocery mart
to purchase six 40s [40 ounce bottles of malt
liquor] and Hennessy. 40s are the beverage of
choice at several parties, where many revelers
are shown drinking.
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other negative elements: In
flashback, a seven-year-old Brad expresses
hostility toward his parents ("Forget you!").
Glamorizing the featured rap artists and their
music (Snoop Dog, Naughty by Nature, 2 Live
Crew) is one more item on an already lengthy
list of problematic elements.
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conclusion: Malibu's Most Wanted
is How High- or Next
Friday-lite. What separates this PG-13
mess from its R-rated friends? About a
hundred f-words, full nudity and dope
smoking. Substituting for those elements are
a boatload of "milder" profanities and
vulgarities, ribald sexual "humor," and cases
of malt liquor. Once again, the racial
stereotyping is unsettling. Nowhere to be
found are African-Americans who aren't
into the thug life. For that matter, no
one in this film is worth watching, much
less emulating—white, black or
green—making Malibu one of today's
least-wanted theater destinations.
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