Black Supaman

OK, so Master P. IS the Black Supaman, people. He smokes reefer in the street, flies through the air in SNL-level blue screen sequences, and generally does good in the hood. Master P also directed this drug-induced, Z-grade comedy that plays out like an endless reel of outtakes. Picture the worst sketch comedy you've ever seen, then mix it with a "behind the scenes"-style rapper featurette, and throw in five scenes of people smoking kind bud. Now toss in a fine model (Claudia Jordan), a couple sassy grandmothers, and a neighborhood tough with manboobs unrivaled since "Fight Club," and you should be getting close. The only real actor is a midget, and the humor is similar to what you'd overhear at second or third grade recess. I suspect if you know Master P., smoke a lot of kind bud, and enjoy even the lamest efforts of Def Comedy jam, you'd probably dig "Black Supaman." For the rest of us, though...take a step back. OK, now really look at what you are watching here....1.5 stars for good natured effort. Otherwise, full on zero stars here. ---|--- Reviews by Flak Magnet