The Wayans Brothers seriously bad, but highly enjoyable “White Chicks” was a strange, quasi-dubious tackling of gender and race relations in the 21st century. The film explored themes such as class, gender, race, the handicapped, age, but explore them in the worst possible of ways.
A 2004 critically decimated movie, White Chicks” was littered with offensive jokes, sexism, racism, and, really, just the most politically incorrect and offensive jokes imaginable. And yet, it was highly watchable, the same way Tommy Wiseau’s “The Room” or Ed Wood’s “Plan 9 From Out Of Space” were terribly-executed pearls of cinematic history. Meaning, it very much is a time-capsule worthy bomb.
Marlon and Shawn Wayans had starred in several movies together before “White Chicks,” they were the “brains,” or lack there of, behind such films as “Scary Movie,” “Scary Movie 2” and the abominable “The Little Man.” By all accounts, “White Chicks” was a preposterous idea on-paper to begin with. The movie involved the Wayans brothers playing FBI agents that go undercover by putting on white-face and dressing up as token WASPY white females Tiffany and Brittany Wilson. The gals didn’t look white at all, they looked like female-versions of Michael Jackson — although the movie implies that everyone around them is so oblivious to this fact, that they truly believe they are white and not under a heavy dosage of terrible makeup. It’s such detachment from reality, a sort of quasi-fantasy, that absolutely nobody in the movie can put two and two together and realize that these are not Caucasian gals at all but rather look like a couple pale-skinned extra-terrestrials from an unknown planet.
Terry Crews, yes that Terry Crews, plays the man that falls for one of them, he’s already touted his accomplishments in a fair warning to the “girls” that “once you go black you end up in a wheelchair,” cue in a super-white, wheelchair bound ex-conquest of his entering the scene, she still wants him bad. Even more comical is how into white culture Crews’ character seems to be. He knows every word to Vanessa Carlton’s “A Thousand Miles,” the whitest song ever released, and is an avid rave aficionado, whistle et all.
It’s all plays out like “Some Like It Hot” for a pseudo-unethical, morally devious generation of dumbasses. It’s almost too irresistible to not to watch.
It’s impossible to think such a movie would be greenlit today, what with blackface controversies swirling all around us, why push it and make a white face movie, giving ammo to the naysayers and spiking racial divisions.