If moronic hip-hop comedy Marci X is anything to go by, Lisa Kudrow will find life without Friends even lonelier than first suspected. The ditsy shtick that brought her television fame is laid on heavy in this starring vehicle, but without the playfully dark edge that made Phoebe Buffet so endearing. It's no surprise that this effort crashes straight-to-video, and unless you have a morbid fascination with car accidents, you're advised to steer clear.

Whine And Roses

Kudrow gives a gratingly whiny performance as Marci Feld, a Class A 'Jewish Princess' who divides her time between hosting charity functions and shopping for handbags so expensive you could feed a small African country for a month. It's only when her media mogul father Ben Feld (Richard Benjamin) comes under public fire that she finally gets a reality check.

The source of controversy is foul-mouthed rapper Dr S, signed to Feld's record label, but whose explicit lyrics and stage antics aren't in keeping with Feld's public image. Outdoing Kudrow in the whiny stakes, Damon Wayans plays said smut-peddler who refuses Marci's pleas to clean up his act after the mounting pressure lands her father in hospital. Still, she persists in her quest to get a public apology, but it's not long before romance gets in way.

Trash Talk

Asinine, crude, and consistently obnoxious, even a team of NASA scientists couldn't find a solitary spark of comedy in this super-sucking black hole of a movie. The only chemistry produced from the pairing of Wayans and Kudrow is that of the blood literally curdling in your veins each time their lips meet.

Perhaps it's because their characters are so grimly portrayed: offensive stereotypes revelling in a pageantry of distaste. Cringe as Kudrow raps about being fabulously rich to an implausibly enraptured ghetto crowd, and wince as squeaky-clean pop band Boyz R Us are tricked into singing a declaration of gay pride - indicative of director Richard Benjamin's painfully ham-fisted approach.

We can only hope that if the acting gigs dry up, Kudrow won't be tempted to try a career in hip-hop music.

Enough's Enough

Aside from 16 choices of foreign subtitles (gotta love the optimism), there are no added extras. Under the circumstances, perhaps we should be grateful.