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Soul Men

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By CHUCK WILSON

Published on November 04, 2008 at 3:53pm

In Soul Men, actor-comedian Bernie Mac, who passed away in August, plays Floyd Henderson, a present-day car-wash mogul who, back in the 1970s, was an R&B backup singer alongside a fellow named Louis Hinds (Samuel L. Jackson). One day, their frontman, Marcus Hooks (John Legend), took off on his own, becoming a funk-soul god and leaving Floyd and Louis to part as bitter enemies. Twenty years later, Floyd bursts into Louis' L.A. apartment with a plan for the two men to drive to New York and perform at a tribute show for Marcus, whose sudden death didn't exactly wreck his former bandmates. Soon enough, the two are headed cross-country in an Eldorado convertible, bickering, getting stranded, and eventually staging their old act in dive bars. While their singing voices are ragged, the old-school hand gestures and side-shuffle footwork are mighty fine. The film dulls out in the home stretch as screenwriters Robert Ramsey and Matthew Stone employ increasingly silly side turns to delay their arrival in NYC. It could be said, too, that the visual style of director Malcolm Lee (Welcome Home, Roscoe Jenkins) rarely matches the energy of his performers, but no matter: Mac and Jackson carry the show — particularly Mac, who's at his crackly, cranky best here. As swan songs go, Soul Men is pretty sweet.