Life of the Party
A middle-aged housewife (Melissa McCarthy), suddenly dumped by her husband, decides to go back to school and finish her degree, to the horror of her college-bound daughter. The latest laughless dud from McCarthy and husband Ben Falcone (she stars, he directs, they both write) takes its place beside predecessors Tammy (2014) and The Boss (2016), the two worst pictures of McCarthy’s career. Now there are three. The story is inconsistent from one scene to the next—sometimes from one shot to the next—with nearly every scene looking desperately improvised, falling flat, and left in for the sake of filling out the running time. It’s all Melissa all the time; nobody else gets even a sliver of the limelight. A vanity production sure enough—but whose vanity is being catered to, McCarthy’s or Falcone’s?
This dreary time-and-talent waster seems to have been aimed at undemanding three-year-olds whose parents have more money and less sense than is good for them.
Published on 05.24.18
It’s aimless, contrived and clichéd, betraying the inexperience of writers Erin Simms and Bill Holderman (who also directed, limply.)
Published on 05.24.18
Writer Ryan Engle and director James McTeigue celebrate Mother’s Day with a tribute to the fighting spirit of protective moms everywhere, prepared to brave any danger, pay any price, and purvey any cliché to ensure the safety of their offspring.
Published on 05.17.18
Julie Cohen and Betsy West direct this fawning and skin-deep documentary about octogenarian Supreme Court Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg.
Published on 05.17.18
More snot-nosed nihilism and fangless comic book meta-commentary from Marvel’s unkillable “merc with a mouth,” once again played by Ryan Reynolds as a homicidal rape-joke comedian.
Published on 05.17.18