The Boss
Another collaboration with Melissa McCarthy and her husband Ben Falcone as McCarthy stars as Michelle Darnell, a self-made millionaire business woman through her self-help advice who was raised in an orphanage and for some reason she was repeatedly rejected by all families who adopted her over the years. Perhaps it’s not hard to see why as she is brash and driven and is fully willing to stamp all over anyone who gets in her way although maybe it was the constant rejection that molded her into the person she became, this was never made clear.
When she is betrayed by her former lover Renault (or Ronald to you and I) where Peter Dinklage once again gets to show his comedic side, and sent to jail for insider trading crimes on Wall Street she is left penniless and destitute and has nowhere to turn except to her former aide Claire (Kristen Bell) who reluctantly agrees to let Michelle stay with her for a few days. Of course Michelle once again abuses Claires good Samaritan act and it is not long before she is concocting a plan to use Claires baking skills to take over the cookie selling business from the girl guides except this wouldn’t be Michelle if she wasn’t planning on making a tidy packet out of a charity organisation.
McCarthy has always been at her best when she has the opportunity to be crass and vulgar with put downs flowing and she gets plenty of opportunity to do so in this movie however the film is weak because it looks like it was particularly written to enhance McCarthys moments thus there is nothing else worthwhile going on in support. You are supposed to feel for Claire and her daughter Rachel (Ella Anderson) as they take Michelle in and act as an almost surrogate family but because she is such a selfish person you know they are going to get hurt and when your protagonist is such a bitch there is no empathy towards her.
Yes, there are some funny moments but they are few and far between and while the cast in Spy were given leeway to develop and thus bring a subplot into McCarthys showcasing, this is sadly missing here so what you get it an hour and a half of McCarthy bulldozing her way through a film dragging everyone else with her with and plot that can’t seem to keep up either.
Perhaps there is some metaphor for modern America in the actions of Michelle Darnell but again if this is what Falcone was going for it lost among all the attempts to add humour to what is essentially a weak story line.
DJ Speaks Rating: 4.5 Out Of 10








