Tammy

Another reviewer did write that as his summary and I would agree with that. You don't have to love Melissa (not only main role, but also script writing duties apparently as IMDb states), but if you hate her, this movie is not for you. It's a character that has a basic concept she has played in other movies too. So you'll know if you like that or not. But you get an added Susan Sarandon to that (amongst other really good actors).

Putting this group together was genius and everyone is pulling their weight. You still have to be able to like the humor/jokes they are spitting, otherwise you'll be left empty. The movie is predictable even if at first it seems not to have a goal it wants to reach. It still has quite some passages that could be better and not everything is completely convincing. But the movie itself is a nice watch overall

I'm very surprised at all the negative reviews this film has received as I believe those who rated it negatively aren't accepting the movie for what it is. It is your typical Melissa McCarthy movie and for me that is a good thing. Her character in this film is almost identical to her character from "Identity Thief" but I don't have a problem with it like others do as I feel that is her comedic strong point. She isn't afraid to go that extra mile for a laugh. If you're on the fence on whether to rent or buy this movie just ask yourself if you liked her in Bradesmaids and Identity Thief and if your answer is yes, you will not be disappointed with her performance here.

This film tells the story of a woman who has a very bad day. She goes onto a road trip with her alcoholic grandmother, going wild and having fun.

I had high hopes for "Tammy" but it turned out not as funny as I expected. Tammy and her grandmother acts juvenile and irresponsible. They are just irritating and mean, and they aren't even funny. I'm a little shocked by Susan Sarandon going all out in playing an older woman, dying her hair gray and looking a bit fragile. That's not the usual character she plays! But still, she couldn't save the film from being a disappointment. Tammy's love interest is terrible too, he is so reserved to the point of being wooden.

This film is alright if you're very bored, but there might be other better films out there to pass time.

Comedian Aisha Tyler once stated that comedians should take the first punch during their stand-up/hosting/entertaining performances. Making fun of oneself is more amicable and less controversial than reviling any group of people right off the bat. In my life today, someone cited Melissa McCarthy as a comedian. I originally concurred with the classification, but the more thought I infused into that labeling, the more I dissent it. McCarthy is not Tina Fey, Ellen Degeneres, or Amy Poehler; she began as an actress and continues her career as one. The "comedian" excuse does not apply.

In "Tammy", McCarthy does not only censure herself for the initial stages of the film, but tries to fly the entire film on string of self embarrassment. The saddest thought from my viewing of this film: McCarthy is not only selecting roles like Tammy, but she's creating them for herself. (McCarthy co-wrote the film's screenplay and is directly responsible for the material she has to act out.)

McCarthy and Academy Award winner Susan Sarandon are faced with the most screen time in "Tammy" and each contribute more as actors than the script does as a narrative. McCarthy's hysterically brazen screen presence is the film's true source of humor, but I can't help but wonder if McCarthy would be open to revisiting authentic characters like she used to portray in "Gilmore Girls", which would replace her gimmicky, stereotypical roles like Tammy. Susan Sarandon, a goddess of her generation, keeps putting herself out there in whatever script she can get her hands on and we still pity her. As Tammy's grandmother, she at least straps on her acting gear and succeeds with a few lovely moments, but frankly her talent is not justified nor is it utilized properly.

For a project of such a low caliber, "Tammy" attracted a surplus of remarkably talented actors for brief, unflattering roles. The roster includes Gary Cole, Dan Aykroyd, Toni Collette, Sandra Oh, Kathy Bates and Allison Janney (who took time out of her career best year on television shows "Girls" and "Masters of Sex" to make time for an extended cameo in "Tammy"). Maybe McCarthy charmed these award winners with friendship to convince them "Tammy" was a worthwhile project. At any rate, it looks like they all had fun.

At best, "Tammy" is a cute flick to see with silly friends looking to laugh at things that probably would not be as funny if everyone accessorized their theater-going wardrobe with their thinking caps. McCarthy owns her figure and the expected judgment, but what makes "Tammy" funny is the facial expressions and enunciation McCarthy uses when reciting witless lines of dialogue. Especially in the film's first act, "Tammy" did acquire some laughter on my behalf. (Now whether I was laughing with it or at it is another story...)

At worst, the film is nothing more than an hour and a half of McCarthy making an a$s out of herself. Unclear and unrealistic characterization, expedient character growth for the leading goon, erratic moments of failed poignancy, and poor writing that almost feels like comedic improvising are some of the many wretched qualities present in the film. McCarthy and her husband Ben Falcone, the co-writer and director of "Tammy" shoot blank after blank from their comedic firearm.

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I've been a huge supporter of comedic actress Melissa McCarthy so far, but this may be the break. I'll probably give her more chances, but this one's a bit of a flop. It's mostly due to the script, but it was written by McCarthy and her husband Ben Falcone (who also directed). They really needed some help with their script. Frankly, the movie is largely plot less, never getting its story off the ground, and, worst of all, it's laughless. Identity Thief had a pretty awful script, too, but at least it brought the funny. The biggest problem here is that the story, as they have written it, should have been a dramedy. Instead, McCarthy and Falcone are not brave enough to embrace the dramatic aspects of the script. They're dead-set on making a stupid, slapstick, R-rated comedy, and they aren't going to let the audience feel any genuine emotion. Tammy begins with the protagonist (McCarthy) getting fired from her crappy, fast-food job only to go home and find her husband cheating on her. She walks a few houses down to her mom's house, swearing she's going to just leave. Her alcoholic grandmother (Susan Sarandon) is sick of it at her daughter's house, too, so she decides to bankroll the operation. This movie would suck a whole lot more without Sarandon. She's actually quite excellent, and has some complexities (she's a major alcoholic, for one). What this movie needed to be about was the two of these people bonding. It has a certain charm when the two women are interacting. The problem is, neither of them is given enough background to characterize them. Every time they seem to be getting somewhere with either of the characters, like I said before, it feels like they get too afraid the audience might start to feel an emotion so they have Melissa McCarthy crash her jetski or something. And, again, like I said before, some of this crappiness in the script could have been alleviated if the film were just ever funny. There's one sequence, where McCarthy has to rob a fast food restaurant, which provides some laughs, but the entire sequence was played in the trailer. Since it was the only really funny sequence, I can't blame them. McCarthy's brazenness was funny in her last two movies, but she kind of cranks the obnoxiousness up to eleven, particularly near the beginning. Oh, and then there's the love interest, Mark Duplass. Man, are they ever unsure that they should allow him to have a romantic relationship with the overweight protagonist. Duplass himself always has a look on his face which says, "This is to fund my next mumblecore project," and the character only seems to exist to stand there and tell McCarthy that she's okay. He's very much equivalent to the personality-less, female love interests in every other movie that's been released this summer, except they seem to not be able to bring themselves to let the two form a romantic relationship on screen.