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Robert K. Elder,
It's not a perfect film, by far, but Jones' playful banter with his cheerleading charges remains light and just this side of predictable.
The image that best sums up this dismal comedy is Cedric the Entertainer cringing over a cell phone that's been hidden in a cow's rectum.
San Francisco Chronicle:
Though there isn't much to recommend Man of the House, there's really no reason to warn people off of it, either.
The highlights, or at least breaks from the tedium, come from Cedric The Entertainer.
Los Angeles Times:
Herek keeps things moving and throws in some lively action sequences but keeps the emphasis on the amusing and affectionate relationships between Jones and the girls.
Though predictability runs all through this House, it works up a modest charm thanks to the emergence of likable, individualized characters.
New York Times:
Sharp instructs the girls on the evils of term-paper plagiarism and the importance of dressing to cover their navels.
Despite having a comeptent director, it's a slap-dash thing, with Cedric not really fitting into the main story.
90 minutes with a few routine chase sequences but without a single laugh represents a poor way to spend a looooooong evening.
This makes an even worse job of its premise than you might expect, leaving it to the usual sidekick, Cedric the Entertainer, to provide the occasional laugh as a convict-turned-holy man.
Sitcom-style trifle proves more than passably amusing.
None of the girls are demonstrably embarrassed to be in the film, which speaks to either their work ethic or their poor taste.
It's got a lot of small movies bouncing around inside it, but there's no big movie on the outside.