The Players Club

Rich with colorful dialogue and characters, it’s sometimes ungainly but never boring, and there’s a core of truth in its portrait of exotic dancers.

Ice Cube continues his evolution from hard-core rapper to multihyphenate filmmaker with "The Players Club," a messy but lively B-movie that recalls the more spirited comedic dramas of the '70s blaxploitation era.

Open and often disturbing portrayal of life among America's seediest levels of society even if it resorts to cliche a little too often.

Campy moments and a luridly colorful look (with cinematography by Malik Sayeed) may give this no-flair, no-frills B movie a healthy video afterlife some day.

Apart from Mac’s uproariously gonzo raving and Wilson’s campy gusto as the club’s evil lesbian alpha stripper, this would be a lock for worst-acted film of the year.

A salacious mess of a film written and directed by rapper Ice Cube.

Sleazy, exploitative, cheap, and nonsensical, The Players Club is an unwatchable waste of time.