Martin Lawrence, no Eddie Murphy, takes a reheated cross-dressing shtick and turns it into something to elate your inner fourth-grader.
What are people saying?
What are critics saying?
San Francisco Chronicle by Bob Graham
When all's said and done, it turns out to be quite sweet-natured. OK. I laughed. So sue me.
New York Post by Jonathan Foreman
Intermittently funny, often vulgar.
Charlotte Observer by Lawrence Toppman
Lawrence plus latex equals laughs.
Dallas Observer by Luke Y. Thompson
If Big Momma's House isn't as bad as you imagined, then you've no imagination at all.
Entertainment Weekly by Owen Gleiberman
Lawrence is so ON that he appears to be gunning for clockwork bursts of audience approval.
Chicago Sun-Times by Roger Ebert
Any movie that employs an oven mitt and a plumber's friend in a childbirth scene cannot be all bad, and I laughed a lot.
There's something about a plus-size floral housedress that brings out the best in many male comics, and Lawrence is no exception.
The sight and sound of Lawrence in fat-lady drag remains engaging throughout; script may often let him down, forcing him to keep things afloat almost single-handedly.
San Francisco Examiner by Wesley Morris
A high-spirited, big-bottomed Polaroid of the comedian in a fat suit.