We already know the bottom line here: Melissa McCarthy is a serious boss. But does her comedy measure up?
When it comes to Melissa McCarthy, along with the films’ producers, hubby Ben Falcone, Will Ferrell, Adam McKay, we know the comedy will be loud and clear. But the critics didn’t seem so sold on The Boss. Here’s some must-read reviews before you head to the theaters this weekend.[hl_amazon_single url=”http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B013EZQV6E/ref=as_li_qf_sp_asin_il_tl?ie=UTF8&camp=1789&creative=9325&creativeASIN=B013EZQV6E&linkCode=as2&tag=hollywoocom-20&linkId=BMTVVZSGC2PZJ6U4″ header=”Shop” title=”Melissa McCarthy In Spy”]
One hopes never to have to tell a couple, “Man, that’s one ugly baby,” but it’s hard to avoid in the case of “The Boss,” the second big-screen love-child conceived by Melissa McCarthy and her director husband, Ben Falcone. As she demonstrated with her career-high comic showcase in last year’s “Spy,” McCarthy remains one of the funniest actors alive — a truth that frequently rescues, but doesn’t really redeem, this sloppy comedy about a ruthless, self-absorbed ex-CEO trying to recover her millions with the help of her former lackey.
“The Boss” aims to swim in the same current as comedies from Paul Feig and Adam McKay, and at its best envisions crazed sequences that explode familiar conflicts into wild fantasies. Melissa McCarthy is more than capable of bridging that over the top material with effective character work, but here the script and direction never match her efforts, leaving her to shoulder more than even a dominant biz tycoon can master.
Melissa McCarthy is a take-no-prisoners brownie hustler in The Boss, though the raucous comedy fails to keep up with its charismatic star… A free-for-all of inappropriate language unsuitable for even the most crass boy’s-club boardroom, The Boss can’t quite decide if warming the heart or obliterating it with insults is the end goal.
The Hollywood Reporter
The title character of Melissa McCarthy’s new film is one she created years ago during her stint at the Los Angeles comedy troupe The Groundlings, so it’s not surprising that The Boss feels like an elongated sketch. It’s an intermittently very funny one, to be sure, with McCarthy once again demonstrating her expert comic delivery and prodigious gift for physical humor. But its paper-thin characterizations, hackneyed plotting and overdependence on viciously profane humor put this effort more in the minor league of Tammy, McCarthy’s previous collaboration with her director/co-screenwriter husband Ben Falcone, than her truly inspired work with Paul Feig on Bridesmaids and Spy.
Do you want to see The Boss? Melissa McCarthy’s comedy hits theaters everywhere on April 8.