Ice Cube (Barbershop) uses his relaxed, raffish charm to glide through the third movie in his Friday series. As Craig (Cube) and Day-Day (Mike Epps) sleep in the wee hours of Christmas Eve, a burglar dressed like Santa Claus breaks in and steals their presents and rent. Thus begins a classically bad day full of unsympathetic family members, obnoxious neighbors, squealing pimps, pot smoking, and sexy babes. No one's going to win any awards for this sloppy installment, loaded with preening stereotypes and half-hearted low humor; Cube generally plays straight man and lets the rest of the cast screech, yowl, and contort their faces, their performances as ornate and ritualized as a Japanese Noh play. But if you're a fan, Friday After Next will give you a modest dose of Cube's goofy humor. John Witherspoon and Don "D.C." Curry return as Craig's eternally disgruntled father and uncle. --Bret Fetzer
Man, What about the fine ass hos I had coming here.
They said they were gonna fuck for a buck, do something strange for a little piece of change, and I know we're gonna make them Holler for a doller.
One of 'em said they'd suck my dick from the back I ain't never had that happen to me, I'm trying to see what that be like.
About a year ago, my pops quit his dog-catching job and went into business with my uncle Elroy. They ran this spot called Brothers Barbecue. Taste so good, make you wanna slap yo' mama. You might have seen the commercial.
"Ya'll tired of eatin' that barbecue from up the street? Where they give you more sauce than they give you meat? Then bring your big ass down to Bros. Barbecue, 15837 South Crenshaw Boulveard, that's right off Manchester. Bros. Barbecue, tastes so good, make you wanna slap yo' mama!" Ain't that right, Willie?
Yeah, boy! Hey, mama?
What the hell you want, Willie?
Ain't but one location, so it's nearest you.
You might have missed it. They only had enough money for a 15-second spot.