House
Party 3 (**)
review by Jon
Waterman
Kid is finally ready to settle down with the girl he loves.
Play respects his decision, although he doesn’t agree
with it. But, while he can’t and won’t stop the
wedding from happening, he can at least throw the best bachelor
party the world has ever seen. His plans run into a snag when
business mixes with pleasure. Play uses money given to him
as a finders fee for a budding new music group to fund the
festivities. The band doesn’t sign with Play, however,
and now the tour promoter wants his non-existent cash back.
Sounds like they’re in for one wild night.
The third installment of the trilogy almost brings it back
to the level of the first
film. First-time writer Takashi Buford
(who worked on the story with “In Living Color” writer
David Toney) breaks away from all the horrible things the sequel incorporated and focused mostly on the house parties – which
is how it should be. So this time, you won’t find a lot
of references to jokes from the other two movies, if any. I
give it credit for creating it essentially from scratch, but
it still doesn’t cook quite right.
Since this is the third film with the third first-time writer
and third first-time director (Eric Meza), it’s pretty
easy to assume that most of the characters won’t be back.
Most noticeably absent is Martin Lawrence’s Bilal, whose
puppy-dogging behavior has been replaced by Play’s cousin
Stinky (David Edwards, ousted member of “Real World:
Los Angeles”). Stinky’s name can easily describe
his comedic talents as well as what I think of his role. Sydney
has been replaced, almost inexplicably by Vera (Angela Means),
but Tisha Campbell does still appear in the movie for a couple
scenes. But, instead of dwelling on all the secondary characters
that also do not return for another episode, let’s focus
on the new people on the block.
Kid’s young cousins (played by and as pre-teen group
Immature) come by and start all sorts of trouble. These little
rapscallions hit on all the women and swindle their way into
throwing a killer party of their own. Uncle Vester (Bernie
Mac) shows up too, for whatever reason, and of course makes
everyone’s life a little harder. Mac steals every scene
he’s in and provides much-needed comedic outbursts. I
could easily watch one hundred minutes of him riffing on various
things and commenting on plot points. It’d be more entertaining
than hearing some of the lame jokes the rest of the cast delivers.
But probably my favorite character was Crazy Sam, who shows
up only twice to wreak havoc on everything. His appearances
are short, but that’s perfect. More would be overkill.
So, number three is a lot funnier than two but not quite at
the level of one. The movie doesn’t quite exude the same
playful vibe that the series should have. It’s actually
kind of dark and seedy at times, which completely contradicts
the whole light-hearted comedy thing. I wish the plot came
together a little better and some of the more important issues
were clarified (especially why Sydney and Kid broke up). But
as far as second sequels go, this isn’t all that terrible.
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