Chris Tucker is liked by some people, and not liked by others. Some people find his voice and screaming insufferable, while others find it hilarious. Taste is a funny thing. It varies dramatically from person to person.
So, please know that I mean no harm when I say that I expected much more from Chris Tucker. He’s a talented funny man, and perhaps he has some funnier standup, but this one just wasn’t doing it for me.
I did enjoy some aspects of the show. I discovered that Chris actually sings pretty damn good, and he does an outstanding Michael Jackson impression. The bits with Michael were probably the funniest I saw.
“Yes Chris, that was a giraffe. Three of them actually.”
Overall though I really expected more. I started falling asleep after awhile, and that is never a good sign when it comes to watching a show.
Netflix has been delivering with their original shows, but most of the people I have spoken with about this one agree, this was okay at best.
Just a life long New Yorker sharing the journey through my lens. Please take note of a post’s date. The views I express here are subject to change and evolving as I grow and learn.
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