Tammy movie review

Tammy may be the best testament there can ever be the amazing talent that is Melissa McCarthy.  The marketing was terrible, the script is rife with problems and the cast is bloated to the point of distraction… and the movie’s still entertaining. I just saw this movie yesterday – I’d been avoiding it because of the trailer above.  I don’t know what they were thinking; the entire first minute is just about the robbery, which isn’t a big part of the movie, but the trailer makes it seem like it’s the premise.  Worse, all it really does is showcase McCarthy falling down a lot and dancing to a twenty year old song that is in no way appropriate to the scene and is, by now, a pop culture footnote – at best.  (Unless you’re a big fan of Stand and Deliver’s little sister, Dangerous Minds, and I assure you, even Michelle Pfeiffer doesn’t care about that flick anymore.)  In short:  the trailer is for a one note farce about robbing a burger joint and the movie is a road trip dramedy.

And for some reason, the British got this:

I find this trailer is a much clearer representation of what the movie is actually about, and I might have gone to see this in the theater… ugh.  Trailers – I don’t know why it’s so hard to get these things right.

I liked the initial premise of Tammy, but I don’t think it’s a good idea to have a deer puppet in the first five minutes of your movie which is immediately followed by an unconvincing CGI deer.  I guess swerving to miss a pedestrian because you’re not paying attention and hitting a telephone pole is too expensive?  But getting punched by a deer is funny… I guess.  And that brings us to the real issue.

The script just isn’t that funny.

Sure, there are some sporadic laughs and opportunities for Melissa McCarthy to do the board visual comedy that she’s so good at, but she can also deliver a line with the best of them.  She must deliver a million dry one liners in Bridesmaids, but they went a different way and gave us a character that didn’t know who Mark Twain was and mistakes Neil Armstrong for Lance because it’s 2006, apparently, and Lance Armstrong jokes aren’t played out at all.  (Yes, I know they didn’t reference his scandal, but nevertheless.)

Meanwhile, we’ve got this love interest that’s useless because I don’t buy it for a second; you could argue that he sees through to the person she becomes at the end of the flick, but how?  Is he one of the X-Men or something?  He keeps telling us that he has interests that he doesn’t seem to have (he’s just picking up after his father) and sees something in Tammy that she doesn’t present.

My guess is this movie was supposed to be a drama with a strong comedic element and got switched to a comedy with several dramatic plot lines that feel out-of-place with this tone.  When your character arc is someone healing from their wounds while becoming less impulsive and a more well-rounded adult against the backdrop of an alcoholic grandmother who is looking for something to live for… not exactly a laugh a minute premise.

Meanwhile, you’ve got this crowded supporting cast:  Susan Sarandon, Kathy Bates, Allison Janney, Dan Aykroyd, Mark Duplass, Gary Cole, Nat Faxon, Toni Collette, Sandra Oh, Ben Falcone…  Aykroyd and Oh are especially distracting.  They’re both so famous and they both have so little to do for so short a period of time.  At least Aykroyd gets a scene…  it’s awkward.

And yet, after all this, the movie’s still kinda good.  Susan Sarandon and Melissa McCarthy make a great team and they’re fun to watch together, even if their scenes aren’t especially hilarious – it’s kinda worse when they’re trying to be funny, actually (Mark Twain, Lance Armstrong, etc).  I can’t give Tammy a wholehearted recommendation, but if you like these two actresses, I think you’ll be legitimately entertained while you’re watching it.

About Jamie Insalaco

Jamie Insalaco is the author of CreativeJamie.com, BomberBanter.com and editor in chief of ComicBookClog.com

Posted on June 15, 2015, in movie review and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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