I feel like this screenplay was written by someone OTHER than a black woman. I broke free from the creamy crack 15 years ago. But, the entire premise of this movie ... A BLACK HAIRSTYLIST CONFUSES RELAXER FOR CONDITIONER... it's just weak at best. Anyone who has been within 5 feet of a relaxer would NEVER mistake it for anything but the sulfur-smelling, lye-filled chemical compound that it is. Just weak, lazy writing. I'm all in for the concept. We sistahs need to release this European standard of beauty, for sure! But, can we get a well-thought out story in the process?
JUST DISAPPOINTING.