I do not want to foster the impression that I consider Tyler Perry to be utterly useless. Much like the mold that led to the development of penicillin, Tyler Perry has served a sole purpose.
Granted, Tyler Perry is more akin to the Krippin virus than a mold. It is purported to cause levity in viewing audiences, but give it time and it will spread worldwide, turning humanity into leeches.
I digress.
It was through the body of work to which he has dedicated his life that I gained an insight I never would have discovered otherwise. I have come to understand, and ultimate empathize with an entire facet of the African-American community. I feel their pain.
After a non-stop barrage of advertisements for films and television programs involving Tyler Perry in the capacity of actor, director, or writer… I feel that I am entitled to reparations. Financial compensation for past events in which neither myself nor those contributing the resources to fund my newly lavish lifestyle had absolutely no involvement whatsoever. I’ll take cash.
With five hundred and thirty-six films and two television series on TBS, Tyler Perry certainly has been on prolific sonofabitch. I am sure that he is a multimillionaire many times due to his… success…
Not bad for a man that has never appeared in public without looking like this;
The man cross-dresses more than Janet Reno.
The thing is… Tyler Perry cannot write worth shit. The entertainment abortions that he continues to churn out have no place on cable television nor in national cinema chains. The mutated results which spew forth from his word processor more resemble the horrors conjured through prose by H.G. Wells than the most seen African-American face on cable television. Perhaps House of Payne and Meet the Browns would be more at home on The Island of Doctor Moreau than TBS. Neither show is amusing in the least. Tyler Perry’s television series would be hard-pressed to make Beavis and Butthead smile. He couldn’t make himself laugh.
How does Tyler Perry come up with this bullshit? I have a theory…
It isn’t even that the man is utterly unable to write quality work. The amount of money it must cost to fund these horrific films and television shows must be staggering. Like all fiscal conservatives, I must ask; to what end? Such waste truly brings tears to my eyes…
TBS must go through hundreds of thousands of these things to produce a single episode of House of Payne or Meet the Browns. In the spirit of fiscal conservatism, I can suggest better causes to direct this funding to the betterment of all involved.
I have other suggestions, of course. Suggestions which are certainly better than a fire in a barrel. My wallet could certainly use millions of dollars to produce substandard work that delights no one. Perhaps use that money to acquire the rights to movies that do not have Steven Seagal or Jean Claude van Damme in them to run in the wee hours of the night. You could keep funding Tyler Perry’s artistic endeavors, if that is what you desire.
I just hate to see someone waste their money.
In closing, I just want to say one thing; fuck you, Tyler Perry.
