Spy reunites Melissa McCarthy with her Bridesmaids and The Heat writer/director Paul Feig. Before you get too excited, his R-rated flick does a dangerous dance along TV sitcom lines and barely manages not to cross them. It is — however — much better than Feig’s last effort with McCarthy, the disastrous The Heat.
Unfortunately, Spy isn’t close to as intelligent as Bridesmaids.
McCarthy plays Susan Cooper, a tech who monitors spies in the field and who is in love with Jude Law’s super spy Bradley Fine. He is murdered by a woman wanting to sell a nuclear bomb to terrorists. Not wanting a spy in the field whom all the bad guys know, Susan is sent to find her and the bomb.
What she’s not supposed to do is stop them. Susan is deep undercover and is not to engage anyone. It doesn’t work that way and leads to some predictable slapstick and a few funny lines from McCarthy and her co-stars.
Of her many, talented — and mostly wasted — co-stars, Jason Statham has the most fun as motor-mouth, loose cannon agent Rick Ford. His lines and interaction with McCarthy feature a lot of ad-libbing and are the funniest scenes in the film.
Even in seriously dumb plots like this one, McCarthy shines and her shining — along with Statham’s loony lines — gives Spy its life. Like most of you, I’m totally in love with McCarthy. The lady oozes charisma. McCarthy is electric in everything and is impossible not to love. In fact, she is so easy to like that we tend to let her skate in clunker after clunker.
And Spy — sadly — pretty much fits the clunker category.
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