Alyssa, the biggest objection that most people of color I know, myself included, have is that Mr. Perry's particular brand of Chitterlings Circuit work would have been dated and unneeded 30 years ago. That he has such a dominant voice on the cultural landscape serves as a disheartening reminder to serious artists of color, and an embarrassing indictment of the media complex that produces this dreck, and the population of black people content on consuming it simply because it has characters who resemble us (in physical appearance, if not in actual appearance.)
I'm promoting this both because I think it's a trenchant and fair critique, but also because it's one I wouldn't feel comfortable making myself. While the subjects I take on and the arguments I make here may be wide-ranging, I do have some rules for myself as a critic. One of the most important is that I feel an obligation to be exceedingly careful in judging the tastes of groups of people I am not a member of. Who am I to tell African-American women that they have bad taste because they pay to see Tyler Perry movies? I'm more than happy to critique the movies themselves, and to point people in the direction of good things that they'll like. But I don't think I'm some sort of moral arbiter, and I'm scared of the things I might write if I thought I was.