The new comedy Woo is being marketed as a zany urban comedy in
the same vein as Booty Call, Sprung, and How to Be a
Player, and unfortunately it is just that. For cinema buffs, though,
Woo is more interesting as the second feature by Daisy v.S. Mayer,
whose previous film Party Girl was an unexpected delight and a
career-launching showcase for star Parker Posey. This new picture, written
by David C. Johnson, stars the appealing Jada Pinkett Smith, who shines in
her spotlight as brightly as Posey did in hers. If only Smith's supporting
cast were as, well, supportive.
Woo follows a stuffy paralegal (Tommy Davidson) as he navigates
past his obnoxious buddies, his mooching ex-girlfriend, and a host of other
indignities during a surprise blind date with a wild young woman named Woo
(Smith). The screenplay's lack of invention is such that Johnson doesn't
even have a clever way to get Davidson and Smith together. His idea of a
"meet cute" is to have one of Davidson's friends call him up and say, "Can
you get my girlfriend's cousin out of my hair tonight?" Talk about
phoned-in plots.
As for the trio of pals who pop up every 15 minutes or so to make fun of
Davidson's nerdiness and Smith's craziness, well, for three supposedly
successful black professionals, they spend a surprising amount of time
hanging out on corners hooting stupidly at women. I'd have been offended by
the stereotyping if the majority African American audience hadn't laughed
uproariously at every bit of shuck and jive.
The most disappointing thing about Woo, though, is the choice of
Davidson both as costar and as the person from whose perspective the story
is told. Davidson does nothing original with the role of an uptight young
man looking for love; he plays the cliché every time--acting snippy,
stumbling around, doing broad double takes. He has no presence and he's not
funny. Why would we root for someone as charming as Smith to end up with
such a zero? There's a small role in the film for the genuinely funny
comedian Dave Chappelle, who plays a chicken-obsessed Romeo. Had the
romance been between Chappelle and Smith, the film would've perked up
considerably (and Johnson's strict adherence to black romantic-comedy
formulas would be even more inappropriate).
It's hard to say what drew Mayer to this material, except that the story
shares some themes with her first feature--both films are about
likable social butterflies who have trouble getting close to men. And Jada
Pinkett Smith has all the charisma that Davidson lacks; she's cute, smart,
and infectiously high-spirited, and the way she picks apart Davidson's
chums almost redeems their presence in the film. Unfortunately, we
really only get to see her when Davidson's around. We know nothing about
her job, her friends, her family, or her worldview. For a film called
Woo, there's criminally little Woo to be had.