Comedy “Snap, Krackle, Pop,” about the adventures of two homeboys from the hood of Compton, Calif., has funny moments, but its attempts to make fun of urban problems such as poverty, sexually transmitted diseases and drug dealing ultimately don’t work. Although leads Jarell Jackson and Edward D. Smith have excellent comedic timing — despite being so dumb at times that they are unbelievable — director-cinematographer Joe Brown presents a sad rather than funny look at ghetto life. Prospects for this pic on any level are limited.
Best friends Jamal (Jackson) and Peanut (Smith) discover a crack-head breaking into their home, but after they confront him, the thief accidentally winds up dead. After they put his body in the trunk of their car, they drive through their Compton neighborhood nervously trying to figure out what to do. Along the way, they meet an assortment of oddball characters, including a crazy friend who makes the pair dance on the street for gas money; a drug dealer who buries his victims in his backyard; and a prostitute who thinks she’s a ballerina when she gets high. Good laughs can’t disguise this sad commentary on African-American poverty.