An Odd Family Reunion.
Feig’s generously light case is an engaging goofy investigation that never proclaims its comic genre completely on its face. There is a lot to admire and lot to roll eyes on. Katie Dippold, the writer, is on the trial for the most part of the film. Not only is the structure of the script ripped off from your usual buddy cop films but even the elements too are eerily similar, the sassy introduction, a break-in on some criminal’s house, a valuable friendly asset that is on the other side of the door and a melodramatic act that splits apart the somehow formed equation of the lead.
The only fresh ingredient is the involvement of Melissa McCarthy’s family, in order to make it more personal and effective immediately- that was not planned. Paul Feig, the director, keeps his film neat and clean for us to skip in a rhythm that is his one of the best skill which makes his movie flow smoothly. Sandra Bullock jumping on a comic note after a while is a refreshing experience for both her and us. Although she is painted as a professorial know-it-all workaholic, her physical comedy is no match to the verbal abuse.
Speaking of which, McCarthy is the real gem of the film, from cussing like a sailor to body shaming herself, this is once again a home run from her. The expectations of a dynamic duo like McCarthy and Feig is over the roof now, and they may fulfill what the fans needs in some moments, but this is definitely a far fetched shot in their collection. The Heat is not something you ever feel, but as I said before, come in with a light hearted generous tone and you might end up having a good Friday night, if not remarkable.