“The Blackening” is a horror farce in the tradition of the “Scary Movie” and “A Haunted House” franchises, a send-up of Black horror and Black horror movie fans.

It’s fast, foul-mouthed and freaking hilarious, a spoof within a spoof filled with funny lines, amusing double takes and a heaping helping of The N-word deployed for comic effect.

The characters? College friends gathering for a little Juneteenth reunion. The setting?

“Really b–ch? A cabin in the WOODS?”

Two “friends” got there early, so we know what lies in store for the seven who show up after them.

They’re a collection of archetypes — beautiful and outspoken activist Lisa (Antoinette Robertson), semi-sellout King (Melvin Gregg), who married a white woman.

“You still a slave to the white man?”

“Y’all gotta stop calling my wife ‘The White Man,’ alright?”

Mouthy Shanika (X Mayo), hunky African playa Nnamdi (Sinqua Walls), nerdy Clifton (Jermaine Fowler), gay Dewayne (Dewayne Perkins) and smart cookie Allison (Grace Beyers) have barely enough time to wonder why their other friends (Yvonne Orji and Jay Pharoah) didn’t get to the rental house first when they find A) the game room and B) the game.

“The Blackening” it’s called. Even the cover of the box looks racist.

“Jim Crow Monopoly” as they dub it, seems electric, and even ties into an old TV where a scary visage challenges them.

“Probably runs on racism.”

In an instant, they’re trapped in a quiz-for-your-life.

“You are a Black character in a horror movie. Prove that you can stay alive. Name one Black character that survived a horror movie. You must answer correctly, or you DIE.”

The questions, which also get into Black history tests (“Sing the SECOND verse of ‘Lift Every Voice!'”), provoke a riot of over-reactions, recriminations and accusations. They have no time to think and work the problem and figure out a way all or most or OK, “I” alone survive.

“In your predicament, the Black character is always the first to die. I will spare your lives if you sacrifice the person you deem the Blackest!”

“Y’all can’t pick me. I’m GAY!”

The deadly dilemmas, deaths and solution to “the puzzle” are fairly predictable. But there is laugh after laugh in this hilariously quotable script — by Tracy Oliver and Dewayne Perkins, adapting a short film — and the way this hold-nothing-back ensemble plays it.

I CAN’T be the “blackest.” “I thought Black Twitter was a type of seasoning! I like Jimmy Fallon…withOUT The Roots!”

Even the racial-profiler or possible white savior in uniform (Diedrich Bader as a park ranger) gets in on the tropes and the jokes in those tropes. They didn’t all stay together in one room?

“Split up? But you’re all BLACK.”

There’s little that’s original to any of this. For my money, “The Angy Black Girl and her Monster” is smarter and scarier, if not funnier.

But veteran director Tim Story (“Barbershop,”Shaft”) knows to keep the camera where the joke is –in everybody’s face — and the pace quick enough for “The Blackening” to skip along its well-worn path, making merry and making scary the way of many a Wayans Brother did before them.

Rating: R for pervasive language, violence and drug use

Cast: Antoinette Robertson, DeWayne Perkins, Sinqua Walls, Grace Beyers, X Mayo, Melvin Gregg, Jay Pharaoh and Diedrich Bader.

Credits: Directed by Tim Story, scripted by Tracy Oliver and Dewayne Perkins, based on a short film by 3Peat Comedy. A Lionsgate release.

Running time: 1:36