When Baltimore native Jada Pinkett Smith got the call from her agent about the "Magic Mike" sequel script, there was something she needed to know: Her part as Rome, the owner of a male strip club, was written for a man. "I was like, OK?" she said.
If the Secret Service has this much difficulty defending the White House against publicity seekers and disaffected loners, what confidence can we have in its ability to defend against serious people mounting serious attacks?
The peculiar sweetness of "21 Jump Street" has taken a hiatus in "22 Jump Street," a brazen sequel that's both slightly disappointing and a reliable, often riotous "laffer" in the old Variety trade-magazine parlance.