You know what I love about movies like The Heat? How rare is it that you have a movie with two wonderfulfemale protagonists and they are not related –so it is not about a mom and daughter attaining closure regarding their messy, messy relationship. No one gets cancer. And none of the women watch the sunset sitting on a porch. No ice tea. No quilts. Yes, the movie will be compared with Bridesmaids (and not just because both star the brilliant Melissa McCarthy) and the sometimes funny Bachelorette; for they are all great, funny, movies with a great script and they are not self-conscious about Hey Ma! No Lads And We STILL Aspire For The Movie To Go On To Make Good Money.
The Heat stars the talented McCarthy (who continues to remind us of a fast talking Ricky Gervais) and Michael Jackson’s face. I mean Sandra Bullock. The story has no big surprises; Bullock a chronically tense, playing by the book, FBI officer is forced to partner up with McCarthy’s foul mouthed , buying grenades off eBay, Boston police officer in order to bring in a drug lord. But, but, five stars to the writers of the film. Variety magazine has marked The Heat’s Katie Dippold as “10 Screenwriters to Watch”, so yes I will be watching.
The Heat is an incredibly funny movie, and it is such a relief to be crying at the movies watching a film with Two Female Protagonists just because your eyes are tearing up for you are laughing so hard. And not because you know Cancer. Closure. Cute Kittens. OK, there is a cat in the movie, and the protagonists do get some kind of closure with their families (or lack of); but right from the time when the opening credits flash on the screen reminding you of the ‘70s cop dramas to the partners two flicking them off in the end—its all good. And funny.view less