Little-known secret: I’m a fan of all things bad movies. Snow On Tha Bluff, Teeth, and anything played on MyNetworkTV on a Saturday afternoon have and will always catch my attention. Perhaps that’s why I jumped at the chance to catch a screening of Ride Along, the new film starring Ice Cube and Kevin Hart; nothing from the various trailers and adverts told me that the film would be an award-winning masterpiece, but I still went anyways because why not?
I wasn’t the only one either, as it felt like the entire #BlackTwitter community had converged upon the movie theatre – including Mack Wilds, Ab-Soul, Tahiry Jose, Bow Wow, and Jermaine Dupri (who, curiously enough, was asking random attendees to listen to some of his beats through his headphones) – in their Sunday/”industry” best to watch Kevin ham it up with Cube for about 90 minutes. As some of film’s cast – Cube, Kevin, Tika Sumpter and director Tim Story – introduced the film, Kevin playfully suggested to the crowd that if we didn’t like the film we should all “kill ourselves.” Unfortunately for me, suicide machines haven’t been invented yet and the sharpest thing in my pocket were my house keys (I must have left my shank in my other pair of jeans), so instead I decided to watch the movie instead.
I could spend the next couple of minutes telling you about the rather simple plot about the “overprotective brother who doesn’t like his sister’s boyfriend until said boyfriend proves himself to said overprotective brother after a series of increasingly dangerous shenanigans,” or how this will be the third film that both Laurence Fishburne and Ice Cube appear in together (interesting tidbit: Ice Cube’s Bacon Number is 2, and it coincidentally involves Larry), but I’d be wasting your time because let’s face it: we’ve all deciphered the entire movie’s storyline just from the ads that have overwhelmed your commercial/bathroom breaks over the last several weeks. Not to mention, I’m writing this at 4:30 in the morning and would rather struggle-sleep my night away. So, instead, I’m going to use the time it takes to describe this film to instead tell you a couple stories about Shake and myself.
Ready? Here goes.
I first met Shake at Rock The Bells in 2007. A few months later, this site was created. Oh, and one time he got really, really high and locked himself in my bathroom for 45 minutes, constantly flushing the toilet for no reason at all.
See how fast that took?
Here’s a picture of Tahiry, just because.
If you have absolutely nothing to do during this three-day weekend, you should check this flick out. Otherwise, just wait until it airs on Cinemax, before a new episode of Zane’s The Jump Off or something.
All photos courtesy of Mariama Rafetna