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03-31-2003, 11:04 AM
The real, angry Chris Rock doesn’t put in an appearance until the final moments of this political satire (directed and co-written by Rock) but it’s not enough to rescue what has come before. Rock’s fantasy of being the first African-American to achieve the White House (although he’s initially set up to fail by spin doctors Dylan Baker and a surprisingly funny Lynn Whitfield) is somewhat toothless by Rock’s own standards. The problem is his altered perception of himself as a film star (as opposed to the established HBO black equivalent of Dennis Miller): he phonily positions himself from the onset as cuddly, concerned for the constituents of the ward he’s an alderman for and reasonably ignorant of national issues; he’s finally allowed to become self-aware only when his older brother (the always welcome Bernie Mac) intercedes. You keep waiting for the new Rock to change but when he does, it’s first into a playa that comes up with glib quips in response to standard questions. (With barely a mention of foreign policy, they seem a bit stale). Only in the final debate against his opponent (Nick Searcy) does he let loose with some honesty and only then do the jokes carry some weight. Rock, making his directorial debut, opts for the equivalent of a made-for-TV movie with a flat look, very mild gags (there are not nearly enough white fright jokes but there is a fundraiser that turns into a dance party with elderly WASPs doing the electric slide, and opening credits that state Jesse Jackson, Al Sharpton, George Bush and Hillary Clinton, among others, “are not in this movie”) and very little interest in being taken seriously. Warren Beatty covered this turf far more handily in “Bulworth”. With Tamala Jones as his love interest, Robin Givens (shrewdly cast as a gold digger) and, unfortunately, only a couple of bits from Tracy Morgan.