Lee Daniels, the Producer-turned-Director of films like Monster's Ball and The Woodsman, is not afraid to think outside the box. In his first film as director, Shadowboxer, he cast Mo-Nique, a rather heavy-set black comedienne in the role originally written for a very thin white crack addict. Pissed the writer off so much he took his name off of the credits. Daniels stuck to his guns though: “My sister was an obese crack addict... She had a chicken wing in one hand and crack pipe in the other, and she had the finest white men lined up waiting for her. This is a real person to me.” Which brings up an interesting thought: Should you be making casting decisions if you have crack pipes in both hands? Not saying it could not drive the film in interesting directions but what about the writer? Why does he have to pay for the  white-hot starbursts going off in Daniel's brain?