Racism, misogyny and homophobia are never amusing, but I don’t think Get Hard would pass muster even if it didn’t indulge in the kind of clueless stereotyping that Hollywood has had to live down for generations. It seems unduly proud of its “R” rating, as if that fact in and of itself somehow makes it edgy or daring. It’s neither of those things. It’s a studio approximation of edgy and daring: throwing bare breasts and copious “fucks” as us with the desperate eagerness of a child imitating his foul-mouthed father. It lacks the courage of its convictions, and its egregious button-pushing covers up for the very timidity it hopes to banish.
Also, it’s not funny. At all. Continue reading