Mea Culpa & His Three Daughters

 Hear Ye, Hear Ye, I have come to you with another double review. We will first start with Mea Culpa, Tyler Perry's first attempt this year at making a Thriller centering on Kelly Rowland trying to prove a man innocent. The second is His Three Daughters, which centers on three sisters trying to take care of their hospice father during his dying days while also clashing with their different personalities.

Mea Culpa

To be honest, Mea Culpa was more lame then bad. But don't get me wrong, the movie still wasn't good, just surprisingly better than Divorce In The Black. There were a buttload of scenes that were supposed to come of as sexy, but came off cheesy and kind of stupid. And this movie was supposed to be a Thriller, but most of the thrills don't even happen until the end of the movie, and its attempts at being suspenseful were underwhelming. The acting was meh. Better than Divorce In The Black's, but still just meh.

His Three Daughters

This was really beautiful. The chemistry and strong performances of Coon, Lyonne, and Olsen (she'll always be Wanda to me) is really what held this movie together. But one thing I found very creative about the movie is that we don't even see the father until the very end of the movie. And when we do finally see him, he makes one Hell of an impression with a gorgeous monologue. And the constant sound of beeping throughout the movie was also very creative and extremely heartbreaking. This was really sweet. 

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