Ever since Judd Apatow, Kristen Wiig, and Paul Fieg
made Melissa McCarthy a moviestar in 2011’s Bridesmaids, it has
seemed that she’s destined to carve out her own personal sub-genre in the next
couple of decades: the over-the-top-foul-mouthed-Melissa-McCarthy-comedy, just
as Sandra Bullock created the
sexy-self-deprecating-girl-next-door-Sandra-Bullock-romantic-comedy in the last
twenty years. McCarthy’s first starring vehicle, Identity Thief, came and
went this year too quickly for me to catch it, but The Heat, a buddy
cop movie that pairs her with Bullock, is doing very well with audiences and it
gets a positive rating from me as well. It’s no 48 Hours, but there
are some big laughs in this picture (far more than in Bridesmaids) and the
two leading ladies breathe some much-needed female energy into a genre that has
reeked of stale testosterone for far too long. Unfortunately, the story is contrived
and the supporting cast is mostly wasted. I was really excited when I saw Jane
Curtin playing McCarthy’s mother, but we never actually get to see Jane Curtin
play McCarthy’s mother—as I think she has only four lines in the whole movie!
While The Heat doesn’t live up to the legacy of 80s buddy pictures
like Midnight Run, Lethal Weapon or 9 to 5, it’s a
fun summer popcorn movie that delivers laughs.