#A madea christmas full play series

Look, I know I went on a tangent to begin this review, but the very low score being given this release is not due to my personal prejudices towards the content. It's just like what happened at the Boss household at Christmas, only the exact opposite. As they shove this meaning down the Mansell family's collective gullet, dark secrets (!) are revealed, lies unraveled, and Christmas songs sung. They aren't rich.they're not even Chamillionaires.they're just a family that understands the true meaning of Christmas.

#A madea christmas full play series

When Lillian forces her maid Margaret (Cheryl Pepsii Riley) to work on Christmas so as to impress the potential suitor, a catastrophic series of events unfolds, with the end result being Margaret's family being invited over for Christmas.Д¬ue: Madea (Perry), mouthy Aunt Bam (Cassi Davis), and Margaret's children (Alexis Jones, Jeffery Lewis, Tony Grant) invading the Mansell home. Lillian's husband (Maurice Lauchner) doesn't do much to fight his domineering wife's goals, and their other child (Zuri Craig) is more window dressing than he is an actual person.

Lillian (Chandra Currelley-Young) is a cold hearted harpy, whose only joy this Christmas comes in hoping her daughter (Tamar Davis) gets engaged to Bobby (Shannon Williams), whose family's influence and wealth surpasses that of the Mansell clan. Rich beyond their own dreams, this grouping of disgusting human beings don't quite get the meaning of Christmas. Hooray! Soon after, we're introduced to another trademark family of dysfunction, the Mansells. This may be the defining moment of 'A Madea Christmas' - random music that doesn't fit into anything. In Perry's latest 'opus,' we're greeted with a rendition of O Come, All Ye Faithful before we even meet the characters singing it. Apparently my editor likes to play cruel little jokes, and making me hear more ****ing Christmas music definitely qualifies as cruelty. So.naturally when 'A Madea Christmas' came up for review, my name was attached. It sounds sinister to me, like a cruel indoctrination towards fabrications (you know, tooth fairies, almighty deities, so on.), with horribly un-catchy lyrics, borderline idol worship, and is loaded with utter nonsense for the sake of rhyme scheme. I hate working for four weeks every year with that garbage on a loop. Let's just whittle it down and get to the straight and narrow: I absolutely loathe Christmas music. And while I'm no fan of Perry's plays, there are many things I despise much more in the universe, probably too many to list in a review that aims to be under ten thousand words. I understand that these performances are precursors, gauges for potential films, but I really just don't quite dig them as much as I do their cinematic adaptations, which I'd consider much more polished and professional.

They're overlong, excessively gimmicky, full of pandering, and not exactly what I'd call entertaining. While I enjoy Tyler Perry's films, when they're not overly preachy and cliche, so far I'm not a very big fan of his plays. Sometimes, you just have to review something that goes against every fiber of your being.