
I'm not sure what happened to Raven Symone, but it's somewhat unsettling to be around her. She's a strong woman, independent and business-smart, and she's determined to set herself up as a force to be reckoned with in the entertainment industry, both on-screen and behind the scenes. She's avoided not only the scandalous pitfalls surrounding a lot of child actresses, but also the misconception that women must either be rail thin or banished into obscurity for not fitting the mold. This is all admirable and impressive of her, but there's still something that's just... not right about her.
She came into the press conference for College Road Trip with a shade of lipstick so shock red that I honestly thought she was a clown at first glance. This could very well have started my brain off on the wrong foot (er, lobe), since clowns are generally disturbing and can be specifically terrifying. It's possible that she was tainted from the age of 3 by working with the king of camera-mugging Bill Cosby, or by growing up in the Disney Channel school of overacting, but watching her handle questions from the press was a strange experience. She would make eye-rolling half-quips at nearly everything, and she would bust out some kind of challenging 'oh no you didn't' look so often and so randomly that one might think it was a facial tic. She was likely just putting on her act for the press, but it seemed weirdly robotic, or at best awkward.
Perhaps I'm just not familiar with her fan base or her Disney cred. She's a smart young woman who worked as a producer on this film as well as co-starring, so maybe she's just eccentric. Sadly, though, this wacky comedy about an overprotective father (Martin Lawrence) stifling his daughter's collegiate choices doesn't really pack anything remotely resembling laughter for an adult audience, but kids may enjoy the precocious pet pot-bellied pig running around and causing trouble. Written by committee, it's a bunch of disjointed, tired slapstick that everyone has seen before, although it's been a while since I have personally seen the depiction of all teenaged girls as nothing but high-pitched incoherent screamers who jump on beds for fun. Donny Osmond shows up in an over-the-top ridiculous supporting role spoofing his own uber-white-boy image, which is occasionally amusing but eventually gets a bit grating.
The only thing that rang true was the moment where the father has to watch his baby girl leave the nest and he keeps flashing back to her as a kid (although I'm sure enough footage of Raven as a 3-year-old exists that they could've used that instead of hiring a child actor), but even that gets a little overdone. However, it may be enough to poke holes in one's cynicism, at least for a brief moment or three, to ask yourself "where does the time go?"
Then you look at your watch and wonder where your last two hours went.