Verdict: Stale. Forced. Brash. Barely funny.
Eniola Badmus has come a really long way. And we are happy to report that ‘Ghetto Bred’ is indeed an improvement on ‘Basira in London’. It’s way more concise and more deliberate in its story telling. With better production to booth. And while Efe (Eniola’s character in ‘Ghetto Bred’) failed to get her audience Rolling On The Floor Laughing Their “Behinds” Off, she most definitely succeeded a gazillion times more than Basira managed to- which was in that case a total of Zero.
Nevertheless, ‘Ghetto Bred’ still comes up extremely short of being Cinema Gold. Its primary problem being that it is wrongly targeted. A perfect case study of movies that aren’t meant for cinemas, ‘Ghetto Bred’ ought to have humbled itself and quietly come out of Idumota. We are of the opinion it would have succeeded much better had it been targeted at the less sophisticated market Idumota caters to. To put it even more plainly; one has to be truly “ghetto” to truly enjoy ‘Ghetto Bred’ (No pride intended. Just aiming for perfect market delineation).
In the final tally it scored many goals and won the occasional laugh here and a whimper there. But it lost way, way more goals than it scored and consequently, the hall stayed silent and morose for well over ninety percent of the time. Because the truth, as we see it, is that being ghetto raw for laughs is a ship that sailed years ago with Jenifa. So, watching people acting rough and razz and speaking concentrated pidgin (broken English was the language of choice here) is just not that fresh anymore.
Synopsis: “Ghetto Bred” tells the story of Efe, a young vibrant lady who doesn’t believe in love until Onons, who spoke the language she understood, and Fred, a complete gentleman.
Starring: Eniola Badmus, Bolanle Ninalowo, Helen Paul, Yaw.
Not recommended. Zero substance. You won’t remember it.
Watch trailer below: