No one could ever accuse Tyler Perry of being the soul of subtlety - either as a filmmaker or as a storyteller. His set-ups are often painfully contrived, with characters who are two-dimensional and stereotypical, and messages that are pat and overly simplistic, to put it mildly. Yet, in this era when too many black characters are either rappers, street thugs, prostitutes or drug dealers, Perry speaks to audiences yearning to see a more positive vision of the African-American experience portrayed on screen. That's certainly an admirable goal, but the problem is that Perry himself is not above indulging in many of those very same stereotypes if, in so doing, it helps him to get his message across.

In "Daddy's Little Girls," the first ethnic stereotype Perry admirably endeavors to shatter is that of the absent or indifferent urban black father. His protagonist, Monty, is a divorced dad of three who works as an auto mechanic in a garage run by none other than Louis Gossett Jr. Monty's ex has pretty much flown the coop, leaving the kids to be raised by her mother who is currently dying of lung cancer. After the woman's death, Jennifer decides she now wants to raise the children, even though she's living with a gangsta' boyfriend who's so low he even sells drugs to the kids in the neighborhood schoolyard. This sets up a fierce custody battle between Monty and Jennifer with the three girls caught in the middle.

As stated previously, it is commendable that Perry wishes to make Monty a model for young male viewers to emulate, but in order to establish Monty's bona fides as a caring father, the filmmaker for some reason has found it necessary to ratchet up the mother's vileness past the point of believability. In fact, Jennifer makes Cinderella's evil stepmother look like June Cleaver and Carol Brady in comparison. Indeed, she is so over-the-top in her villainy that one wonders how such a seemingly level-headed and sweet-tempered soul as Marty could ever have been fooled into marrying her.

Perry doesn't do much better with the main female character, a snooty, high-priced African-American lawyer named Julia, who looks down her nose on poor working-class stiffs like Monty who takes a position as her much-abused chauffeur in order to make a little money on the side. Monty soon discovers that all the over-stressed Julia needs is a good man to bring meaning to her sterile, empty life. Thus, with the character of Julia, Perry manages to insult blacks, career women and specifically black career women in one fell swoop.

The movie makes some interesting points about the role class consciousness plays in the black community, with wealthy blacks sometimes more dismissive of their less well-off counterparts than are wealthy whites. Unfortunately, this theme is played out in the context of a fairly formulaic romance between Monty and Julia, with the "little girls" of the title reduced to not much more than walk-on roles in the story. Idris Elba is appealing and solid as the sincere, hardworking Monty, while Gabrielle Union does what she can with the poorly written part of Julia.

The narrative also suffers from what first-year screen writing students (or "Crash" deriders) like to refer to as "coincidence overload," with characters bumping into one another at all-too-convenient moments or just happening to learn crucial bits of information from news stories on TV.

"Daddy's Little Girls" starts off with the best of intentions, and there are certainly some poignant, touching moments to be found in the film, but the movie is so fixated on pandering to the emotions of its audience, especially in the melodramatic final reel, that most of the goodwill one brings to the project has pretty much evaporated by the time the closing credits come rolling by.

Tyler Perry's Medea-less tale of a father trying to raise his daughters but finding trouble from the girls mother who has taken up with a drug dealer.

Good little movie with a nice sense of place. Certainly moralistic and a tad simplistic (as all his stories are),but enjoyable none the less. Its a good film but has little that will make it stand out from the rest other than its good film. (I'm left to wonder if Perry's rather busy dance card will hurt his film out put since with a TV show and now several films a year I have to wonder if he will be able to craft films that stand out, or will they be like this good, but forgettable?) Worth watching- though odds are you'll forget you've ever seen it.

Idris Elba's Monty James is a hardworking, well-liked soul across town, known for his compassion to others and extreme dedication to his three daughters, who he is trying to provide with a better life since their mother (Tasha Smith) walked out. Yet it should come as no surprise that when she jumps back into the quiet family's life, everything takes a turn for the worse. She is now dating a deadbeat gangbanger and demands the custody of her children so they don't have to live with Monty, who is housing a dirty secret of his own.

Meanwhile, Monty becomes well-acquainted with Julia Rossmore (Gabrielle Union),a high-maintenance, somewhat demanding lawyer, who is taxied around by him as one of his two Joe-jobs. In order to keep his kids, he must arm himself with the best lawyer possible, and manages to get buddy-buddy with Maya so that he can have her defend him. All while simultaneously maintaining an honest relationship with the woman, and keeping a close eye on his girls, who are sent to live with their mother and her boyfriend after an incident at home.

Tyler Perry's Daddy's Little Girls is by far the most accomplished flick I've seen by him, combining sentimentality and parental-commitment for a truly winning blend of a human story. In the three other Perry picture I've seen, he tends to often focus too much on petty conflicts, soap-opera characters, and thinly constructed drama that leaves nothing to be desired. He focuses on stereotypes and archetypes rather than recognizable humans. Here, however, he accomplishes almost everything he has neglected in his past films to make a watchable and thoroughly enjoyable drama.

Elba, who gets better and better with each performance, holds much of the weight of the film on his back and deserves much of the credit for its overall success. The film refrains from making him out to be a Godsend that should be treated with royalty, and also doesn't amplify the "tragic hero" ideas it conveys in the latter act. What we get is a character smart and competent enough to believe, but one that's also noticeably flawed and contemptible.

There's also a surprising freshness to the way Elba and Union carry out their relationship together in the film. It doesn't erect itself off of tired clichés and romantically uninteresting drivel, but rather illustrates a likable relationship between two people - hugely far off on the socioeconomic line - that do much more than meet-cute. Not to mention, if you were to take the romantic story out of the film, there would still be a wealth of events and situational drama to focus on. How many romantic comedies can you say that about? Daddy's Little Girls isn't urban cinema's finest, with other dramas like Spike Lee's She's Gotta Have It and John Singleton's Baby Boy passing this one right by in terms of quality and story. Yet Perry pulls no punches and doesn't have any idiotic distractions in terms of characters, melodrama, or subplots. He's focused and gridlocked on Monty and his relationship with Julia and his three daughters, which is how the film should be. This is a simple story with emotions that are memorable and content that's surprisingly favorable and well-handled.

Starring: Idris Elba and Gabrielle Union. Directed by: Tyler Perry.