It's too bad that a fresh, smart, and courageous look at the conflictions African-Americans feel about racist stereotypes, that sometimes feel more real to them then they would like to admit, gets lost in a tired and lazy script littered with jokes about poop, dope, and clueless white folks. The movie's willingness to poke fun at black-on-black bigotry provides its few sharp moments, even more welcome because it is the only humor that is understated, the point powerful enough that it does not have to be amplified.
The African American characters are just as likely to assume the worst stereotypes about each other as the other characters are to feel about them. The security guard (Queen Latifah, who also produced the film) may be African American, but she is just as bigoted as the residents are. When she sees Todd and his agent together, she assumes Todd is mugging him. We even see a glimpse of sheepish embarrassment and confusion from characters who are educated and financially successful about relatives who conform to stereotypes. All the more reason, then, that the movie's own willingness to exploit the most blatantly bigoted stereotypes for the cheapest possible humor is so disappointing.