College Road Trip

Movie Information

The Story: An overprotective father takes his daughter on a 700-mile road trip to visit Georgetown University, during which things go awry and supposed hilarity ensues. The Lowdown: A frequently obnoxious, totally unfunny and ultimately pointless family comedy. Exactly what one might expect from a Martin Lawrence movie.
Score:

Genre: Family Road-Trip Comedy
Director: Roger Kumble
Starring: Martin Lawrence, Raven-Symoné, Donny Osmond, Eshaya Draper
Rated: G

I guess one thing can be said in defense of College Road Trip: At the very least, its title practices truth in advertising. I mean there are colleges and a road trip in the movie. Of course, one should also take into account that the words “funny,” “original” and/or “entertaining” are nowhere to be found in the title (then again, the silver lining is that neither are the words “big momma,” “bad boys” nor “runteldat”). The movie is exactly what you would expect from a G-rated Disney family comedy. It’s filled to the brim with recycled sitcom humor, and displays a complete lack of subtlety in exchange for the kind of ham-fisted mugging that would make Jerry Lewis blush.

The plot is simple. Martin Lawrence plays Police Chief James Porter, whose daughter, Melanie (Raven-Symoné, TV’s That’s So Raven), is about to graduate high school. Instead of allowing Melanie to choose her own school, dear old dad is possessive to the point of neurosis, and plans on her attending Northwestern since its only 28 minutes away. James’ over-protectiveness is handled as just some sort of cute personality quirk, when in reality the man seems to be suffering from some sort of deep mental disturbance. Not only does he break into a house to spy on his daughter, forbid her from drinking coffee because caffeine is a “drug,” and manipulate and guilt-trip the girl throughout the entire movie, this is a man who keeps a bookcase full of videotapes of his daughter. All this is creepy enough, but he also has a son (newcomer Eshaya Draper) who he barely pays attention to. I guess even pops realizes the kid—along with his chess-playing pet pig we’re told has been bred by the youngster as part of a race of super swine created to protect the nation (don’t ask)—is just around for comic relief.

However, when Melanie gets an interview at Georgetown—a school 700 miles away—James decides to drive her there with the idea that he can manipulate the girl into staying closer to home and that they might also come to a deeper understanding of one another. Of course, this being a road-trip picture, things immediately go awry (their SUV is flipped down a hill whilst trying to change a flat) and they’re forced to get to Georgetown by any means necessary. This means hitching rides with a bus full of Asian tourists, a plane full of skydivers and, unfortunately, Donny Osmond.

There are never any actual jokes or punch lines, but instead a series of gags of the high-jinks variety that eventually bring the movie to its message that James isn’t an over-protective, over-bearing, borderline psychotic father, but rather simply a doting dad. All of this is covered in enough saccharine gooey schmaltz to put anyone into a diabetic coma. Ultimately, what the film really seems to be saying is that spying on your children, smothering them at every opportunity and never actually communicating with them will make them completely well-adjusted young people—as long as you set them free at the age of 18. Hopefully, anyone contemplating the already specious idea of watching this movie in order to get parenting advice from Martin Lawrence can just read this review and save themselves the $8.50. Rated G.

SHARE

Before you comment

The comments section is here to provide a platform for civil dialogue on the issues we face together as a local community. Xpress is committed to offering this platform for all voices, but when the tone of the discussion gets nasty or strays off topic, we believe many people choose not to participate. Xpress editors are determined to moderate comments to ensure a constructive interchange is maintained. All comments judged not to be in keeping with the spirit of civil discourse will be removed and repeat violators will be banned. See here for our terms of service. Thank you for being part of this effort to promote respectful discussion.

7 thoughts on “College Road Trip

  1. Ken Hanke

    I wish to go on record that the minute Mr. Souther got out of this movie he called me and announced, “I hate you.” I would have felt more guilty had he not offered to review this because he knew I wanted to see THE BANK JOB.

  2. Dionysis

    A rhetorical question: just how is it that such an ‘actor’ as Martin Lawrence can continue to get work, turning out one after the other of lame-brained twaddle? Does anyone really find him funny? It’s a real mystery to me. All that film stock, electricity, time, energy and money thrown to the wind.

  3. Ken Hanke

    I suspect the answer is simply that these movies don’t cost much to make so they turn a profit. It seems to be particularly easy to make money off any film aimed at children these days. Look at ALVIN AND THE CHIPMUNKS (go on, I dare you). It’s been out 13 weeks and is still ranked at no. 20 — and it’s grossed (in the U.S.) $214 million.

  4. Justin Souther

    “I would have felt more guilty had he not offered to review this because he knew I wanted to see THE BANK JOB.”

    And what other choice did I have? Hmmm?

  5. Ken Hanke

    You know very well I’d have done this and let you have THE BANK JOB. I might never have let you forget it, but that’s another matter entirely.

  6. Justin Souther

    “I might never have let you forget it”

    So what are you blaming me for?

    Unless you’re just mad you’re not the one who gets to be bitter? I’m on to you, Ken Hanke.

  7. Ken Hanke

    I wasn’t blaming you for anything. Give me a minute, though, and I’ll find something…

Leave a Reply to Ken Hanke ×

To leave a reply you may Login with your Mountain Xpress account, connect socially or enter your name and e-mail. Your e-mail address will not be published. All fields are required.