For years Tyler Perry has done a fairly good job of proving his mediocrity as a director and playwright. Lionsgate managed to sell the notion that he might be upping his game with For Colored Girls, but the proof was in the pudding. Now he’s managed to lower his rep further by casting the loathsome Kim Kardashian in a supporting role in The Marriage Counselor, his latest feature. Simply for the value of her worthless celebrity allure among vapid under-25 females (sex tape, already-over marriage to seven-foot-tall Lurch, product-endorsement deals, etc.).
