Just…no.
Now, I like Will Smith well enough. I’ll see a movie just because he’s in it. Hancock? Love it. I Am Legend? Awesome. Men in Black? I’ll watch it every time I catch it on TV. And for real, Seven Pounds was fucking genius. He had that dead-eye, thousand-yard, depressed-beyond-hope stare down.
His wife? Not sure I’ve seen her in anything. Oh, wait—The Matrix 2. Which was boring as hell, but that wasn’t her fault.
But this? No. Just…no. At least they’re saying Jada might play Stella, not Blanche, which would probably make flames shoot out of my eyeballs.
I mean, I got nothing against the Smith family (well, except that whole Karate Kid thing). But you don’t mess with this, folks. You just don’t.
