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This most recent Melissa McCarthy vehicle is just another example of the Peter Principal in play. The Peter Principal, in a nutshell, says that an individual's advancing career often rises to a level of incompetency...more simply put: just because you're good at one thing doesn't mean you'll be good in something related.
McCarthy, at age 48, has grown into a first class comedic actor. She takes a plainly cute pudgy face and a body challenged by gravity and molds them into a variety of roles from male political figures to hilarious debs. However, this movie, her second failed attempt at screenwriting, screams out her limitations. The same is true for the comedic actor Ben Falcone, director and co-screenwriter for Life of the Party.
If you subtract McCarthy from the film you're left with essentially nothing. Nothing funny, nothing clever, no story, horribly bad timing, and an hour and 45 minutes of "why am I sitting here".
It is the screenwriting and timing that are the major culprits. McCarthy and some other character roles land a decent size cornucopia of jokes, mostly aimed at the 20 to 30 crowd, but they're dropped into scenes of tedious dialog that each end like a slow curtain in a Middle School play.
The story, what there is of it, is painfully predictable especially as it concludes. The notable exception is the odd, mostly sexual, cougar relationship McCarthy is handed. It was likely written to fit the screenwriter's "cool idea" of the funniest way for a woman to get back at her ex-husband. Sorry...it didn't work.
If there is a lesson here it's for Melissa McCarthy: don't even think about directing,
3 Stinks 2 Winks
This most recent Melissa McCarthy vehicle is just another example of the Peter Principal in play. The Peter Principal, in a nutshell, says that an individual's advancing career often rises to a level of incompetency...more simply put: just because you're good at one thing doesn't mean you'll be good in something related.
McCarthy, at age 48, has grown into a first class comedic actor. She takes a plainly cute pudgy face and a body challenged by gravity and molds them into a variety of roles from male political figures to hilarious debs. However, this movie, her second failed attempt at screenwriting, screams out her limitations. The same is true for the comedic actor Ben Falcone, director and co-screenwriter for Life of the Party.
If you subtract McCarthy from the film you're left with essentially nothing. Nothing funny, nothing clever, no story, horribly bad timing, and an hour and 45 minutes of "why am I sitting here".
It is the screenwriting and timing that are the major culprits. McCarthy and some other character roles land a decent size cornucopia of jokes, mostly aimed at the 20 to 30 crowd, but they're dropped into scenes of tedious dialog that each end like a slow curtain in a Middle School play.
The story, what there is of it, is painfully predictable especially as it concludes. The notable exception is the odd, mostly sexual, cougar relationship McCarthy is handed. It was likely written to fit the screenwriter's "cool idea" of the funniest way for a woman to get back at her ex-husband. Sorry...it didn't work.
If there is a lesson here it's for Melissa McCarthy: don't even think about directing,
3 Stinks 2 Winks
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