03 December 2003

While I can verify that The Tracy Morgan Show isn't bad, I can't really say that it's good, either. For every funny moment there was another one that didn't quite work, and for every part of genuine acting there was a part where it felt like those late-in-the-show SNL skits where everyone's reading off cue cards (or are those the early skits now?).

In any event, the show is at least entertaining enough to ride out the season. The cast also has some semi-recognizable faces in Heavy D (appearing without his Boyz, playing an auto mechanic), Marc John Jefferies (former People PC spokeskid) as the older son, and Tamala Jones (whose been in a number of movies, including Head of State, The Brothers, and Booty Call) who plays Morgan's wife. (Oh, and let's not forget veteran actor John Witherspoon, who also plays a mechanic).

But the cast member you've probably heard most about is Bobb'e J. Thompson, who plays the younger son. Aiming to be this generation's Webster/Arnold Drummond, he at least doesn't have to play an orphan. As much as you may want to fight the idea of a savvy, smart-talking seven year old, you can't look away, either.

If nothing else, the show provides a half-hour respite from crap like The Simple Life, which I'm sure will do better in the ratings but will cause more neurological damage, too.

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