When I was asked to attend the screening of “Snowfall,” I knew right away the show was going to be a hit. John Singleton has never disappointed, and neither has FX for that matter. Boyz N the Hood, Poetic Justice, Higher Learning-to put it simply, John Singleton specializes in hood classics. He has a unique ability to capture the dichotomy that exists in ghettos from the east to west coast. He highlights the joy, the pain, the oppression, the freedom that surrounds Black folk coming of age in the hood. Singleton has never shied away from telling the stories of people who would have otherwise been overlooked. It’s his mission to not only make his audience understand the characters’ plight, but to also see their humanity. “Snowfall” is no different.
Jermane and Malaku plan a beach getaway to escape the madhouse for a few hours, leaving the rest of the crew back at the ranch to deal with their drama. The two are feeling a little left out, wondering who the special person in Larry’s life is. Emily and her boyfriend Joseph have a nice night in Larry’s suite, getting the alone time that they desperately need. The couple seems to be enjoying themselves, and Emily’s secret is still safe-for now.
Episode 5, and the crew is in for a (very) rude awakening. Larry’s good friend AJ, an actress turned personal trainer and life coach arrives on the scene like a hellcat, muscles flexin’. She’s loud, she’s out of control, she’s passionate. But will she fit in at the house?
It’s Busy Body Bianca’s birthday, and everybody is ready for the ultimate turn up. After learning that Kamani is doing much better after her accident, the crew decides to jump back into the party scene like they never left. Kamani’s close call succeeded in bringing the group together, even alleviating tensions between Kamani, Bianca, and Agu. However, with neck brace and all, Kamani still finds time to call Emily a twist off cap bottle of wine, so I’m not sure how far we’ve actually come.
This week, you can cut the tension in the house with a knife, as Larry considers pulling the plug on Cabo. Fed up with all of the misunderstandings and messy MESS, Larry isn’t sure that even a beautiful mansion on a beautiful beach is enough to make him put up with the drama coming at him from every direction.
What happens when you put a “free spirit,” a divorcee looking for love in all the wrong places, a ladies’ man, and a bad and boujee entrepreneur with an emotional block in the same house, in a far away land? Thanks to Bravo, and celebrity hair stylist, Larry Sims, we are about to find out.
I love me a good biopic. I think most people do. Who wouldn’t jump at the chance to get a behind the scenes look at their favorite celeb’s MESS? The last time Black America got the opportunity to enjoy a well put together biopic, it came courtesy of a highly unlikely source-BET. There’s no debating that the New Edition biopic was AMAZING, hitting the mark with the script, cast, styling-the whole nine. So it got me thinking-there are a couple of celebs who deserve a biopic in the very near future. Just as long as Lifetime doesn’t have anything to do with it, these stories have HUGE potential to go down as classics!
I get it. We don’t like Steve Harvey. Ever since he released “Act Like a Lady, Think Like a Man,” the guy can’t seem to catch a break. Men were upset that he had broken the “guy code,” and women were mad because they didn’t want to be unfairly labeled. As time went on, Steve just couldn’t stay out of the headlines, often met with backlash as big as his mustache. From the Miss Universe flub, to his meeting with Donald Trump, Harvey has spent a lot of time apologizing over the last few months. But this time-like many times, social media has blown his latest incident way out of proportion. The truth is, Steve Harvey doesn’t owe anybody an apology.
The 89th annual Academy Awards show aired last night, setting social media and news outlets ablaze. Like always, the fashion was amazing (depending on who you ask), the celebs were slightly annoying, and the online commentary was side splitting. (Thank you, #BlackTwitter) And while these things were to be expected, there were a few firsts last night that stole the show-and our hearts.
The great prophet Puff Daddy P. Diddy Sean Combs warned us back in 2009 of the b*tchassness epidemic sweeping the nation-unfortunately, none of us took him seriously. Almost a decade later, here we are, glued to our phones, watching Chris Brown and Soulja Boy threaten each other across the interwebs. In our defense, who among us could’ve ever predicted n*ggas would take it this far? We’re sorry, Puff.