Based on the creepiest scenes in New Line's Snoop Dogg franchise bid Bones, it's clear that director Ernest Dickerson has excellent taste in horror films, if only because so many of those films--Suspiria, Re-Animator, Hellraiser--show up here in re-created cameo form. In a '70s ghetto, beloved neighborhood protector Jimmy Bones (Dogg) is offered a chance to get in on the ground floor with a hot new drug called crack. He refuses to buy in, so he's whacked by skeazeball colleagues. Thirty years later, when accidentally summoned by a multiculti cast of demographically correct nitwits, he returns to exact his revenge. As an actor, Dogg turns out to be a superlative poser: He glowers effectively but, despite his day job, can't deliver a believable line. Still, Dickerson's obvious love of the genre is almost infectious, while the idea of using monster-show trappings to illuminate the horrors of crack is terrific, and might conceivably work in the sequel.