Death at a Funeral Reviews
If for the most part Death at a Funeral is as tame as the tasteful parlor where most of its action takes place, it manages to explode one taboo, in casting mostly black actors in roles originally played by whites.
Completely unnecessary and sloppier than it should be. It's also still funny, partly thanks to smart casting in a few key roles and partly because farce this ironclad cannot be denied.
You must really love a movie if you decide to remake it just three years after its release. But unless you also intend to improve upon the first attempt, what's the point?
It's logy, clumsy; instead of lifting the viewer up and carrying him or her on constant currents of escalating comic velocity, it lumbers from bit to bit, and the waits for funny stuff can seem endless.
It's because of a superior cast that this version of Death at a Funeral is the rare comedy remake that's funnier than the original, however slightly. Personally, though, I'm not sure it was worth the effort.
In filling the cast with funny people, none of whom has to carry the picture, LaBute allows Tracy Morgan, Chris Rock, Loretta Devine, Danny Glover and Marsden to score without trying too hard.
LaBute wisely cast comic actors, rather than actors attempting to be comic. Timing and delivery are paramount in comedy, all the more so when the material is as daft as this.
The stellar cast is wasted on scatological humor, running jokes that are run straight into the ground, and corpse-centered slapstick that's less inspired than "Weekend at Bernie's."