What a TERRIBLE film. The story, if you can call it a story, lasts 1 hour, 42 minutes long. Queen Latifa plays a single mother named Gina sharing a home with a friend who also seems to be a single mother. Money is incredibly tight since their move from Chicago, IL to Atlanta, GA, despite the fact that Gina drives a spanking new Ford Expedition and sends her daughter to a private, preppy music and art school. Latifa quits her job working for an Austrian named Jorge, played by Kevin Bacon, and gets a loan to purchase her own beauty shop in the "ghetto". From here the story descends into a massive blob of confused racial generalities and terrible one-liners - mostly comprised of comments regarding the only white stylist in Gina's saloon, Lynn (Alicia Silverstone).
At one point, Beauty Shop ceased to be funny... and that point was the opening credits - when the lights in the theater went down, and the little dancing popcorn man finished his dance with the hotdog guy in a desperate attempt to get you to buy something from the concession stand. Beauty Shop was just about as effective as the hotdog.
This movie was a complete waste of time. Not worth the 8 bucks to see it at a decent theater, not even worth the measely 2 dollars to see it at a cheap theater. Heck, if somebody had paid for me to see this film, I'd demand compensation for losing over an hour of my life to this terrible film.
At one point, Beauty Shop ceased to be funny... and that point was the opening credits - when the lights in the theater went down, and the little dancing popcorn man finished his dance with the hotdog guy in a desperate attempt to get you to buy something from the concession stand. Beauty Shop was just about as effective as the hotdog.
This movie was a complete waste of time. Not worth the 8 bucks to see it at a decent theater, not even worth the measely 2 dollars to see it at a cheap theater. Heck, if somebody had paid for me to see this film, I'd demand compensation for losing over an hour of my life to this terrible film.