You work to keep your neighborhood at peace then find out your girlfriend hates you and walks out, that she's not been paying any of your bills and so you're kicked out of your office and your car repossessed, and a bus even runs over your bicycle. Naturally this qualifies you to be picked up as a Presidential candidate.

Oh yes, and you're black.

Chris Rock is the candidate in this flick of a luckless man from the streets picked as a patsy to run for the highest office only to for his staff to find he's not quite the patsy they'd hoped. What ensues is filled with laughs, site gags, and the expected digs at the usual stuff Chris Rock likes setting his sights on though amazingly none of it personally offensive like in other comedy-I-got-a-point-to-make movies. I'd gone in expecting less but came out not only NOT offended (there are some films of this type thatif you AREN'T a bigot going in you'd be sorely tempted to change into one coming out) but feeling good.

What's good? Well, there's the debate wherein the audience is literally divided in two halves that alternate in the expected standing ovations for their candidate, there's the anticipated sight gag when it's announced that it's coming down to California, or there's just one word: Security. Everytime Rock utters that word a pair of gloved hands comes in from off screen and pulls the troublesome person (usually the afforementioned ex-girlfriend, now sudden;ly friendly since her man's a candidate) away. Just the pair of hands and with a quick whoosh. That one bit becomes increasingly ilarious.

Sure the plot is predictable, you know how it's going to come how, who's going to get who, and all the little twists and turns, but that doesn';t make it any less fun a movie. This is a lesson in how to make a point without going over the top offensive (think Martin Lawrence in National Security), and keep people entertained as well.