One of the first reviews I wrote for this blog was on 2014’s
Tammy. Now, while I can kind of get
why other critics didn’t like it (maybe not to the extent that they do, but to
a certain degree), I will always give it credit because it was the film that
did what The Heat was unable to: It made me like Melissa McCarthy. It got me to
better appreciate her sewer-rat mouth sense of humour as contrasted with her meek and
rather downplayed side, and also because it didn’t involve nearly as
much over-the-top shouting as The Heat did. So, when trailers for this film
hit, I… was mostly into it because it featured king of British badassery Jason
Statham, but McCarthy’s limp-dicked unicorn line caught my interest as well.
So, with this year’s increasingly strong pedigree of action films, will she
continue the trend or be the one to break it? This is Spy… and immediate points
deducted for quite possibly the most generic film name I’ve ever seen.
