At this point in history, one doesn't watch the products of the Wayanses hoping for quality. One watches to see precisely how crappy they've allowed themselves to become. Case in point: Dance Flick, the Wayans clan's latest, which aims to spoof not just the boy-from-the-streets-meets-girl-from-Richtown dance-drama genre, but also such recent non-Wayans spoofs as Date Movie, Epic Movie, and Disaster Movie. But more than anything, Dance Flick is just a boring pile of crap—and I say this as someone who saw the original Scary Movie (the Wayans' masterwork, as it were) twice in a full-price cinema.

Dance Flick's problems are many and dumb. A small sampling of its boring crimes: a butoh-slow death march of jokes so musty they could've been written by Sid Caesar's corpse; several long scenes in which a humongously fat man (some Wayans or other in a Klump-ish fat suit) shrieks, hollers, and eventually sings about how much he loves food (spoiler alert: a lot!); and countless scenes whose "wit" goes no deeper than a shot of a young woman reading a book called Parenting Tips by Britney Spears saying, "This book is good!" Beware, and shame on you, Wayans.