We gave it a C-
No one can accuse Jamie Kennedy of not having the white rap thing down. As B-Rad, a Southern California rich kid who fancies himself a stone-cold gangsta, he’s a privileged dork in a puke-green track suit thrusting his fingers at perplexed boutique cashiers. Kennedy’s Eminem shtick is set up as parody, but it’s too much of a straight imitation, a walking audition for American Rap Idol. He wears out his welcome in five minutes.