Everyone hates Tammy.
The new Melissa McCarthy movie has already been panned far and wide: There’s a no-star review from the Washington Post (“a misbegotten movie that starts badly and ends worse”), a scathing assessment in Time (“In film schools of the future, professors will teach Tammy as an object lesson in Making Everything Go Wrong”), and a highbrow takedown from the New Yorker (“though I’m honor-bound to report that Tammy is not a very funny comedy, it’s worth adding that, in substance, it’s hardly a comedy at all”), among others.
But I’m here to stand up for Tammy, which was written by McCarthy and her husband, Ben Falcone, and directed by Falcone. Not because it’s a cinematic masterpiece—it’s not. But because, three years after McCarthy broke out on the big screen in Bridesmaids, she’s still a sui generis—revolutionary, even—Hollywood presence. And because it’s a solid entry into the notoriously underrepresented genre of female road movies. And, finally, because Tammy takes all the concern-trolling that’s surrounded Melissa McCarthy’s stardom since 2011 and shoves it back in the faces of critics, fat-shamers, and women-aren’t-funny Internet mainstays. Bella Abzug famously said that women will know they’ve achieved parity when a “woman schlemiel” gets promoted as quickly as her male-schlemiel counterpart. Well, in Hollywood terms, that parity may have arrived with this not-super-great movie about a schlubby woman that can easily stand behind a DVR’s worth of not-great-at-all movies about schlubby men. The difference is, of course, that this one will be scrutinized far more thoroughly.
Like many a shaggy-dog comedic hero before her, from Stripes’s John Winger to Old School’s Mitch, Tammy’s in the process of losing everything when we first meet her—her car, her job, her husband. (In a twist on the cliché of walking in on adulterous sex, she walks in on her spouse serving dinner to their mousy-cute neighbor.) When she storms two doors down, to her mother’s house, and announces she’s taking her grandmother’s car and leaving her small Illinois town, grandma (a bewigged Susan Sarandon) suddenly appears with bags packed, demanding to come along. They head to Niagara Falls to cross an entry off Granny’s bucket list, but quickly get stranded in Kentucky. And while shenanigans—jet-ski destruction, geriatric public sex, robbery, and more—ensue, the storyline undergirding the hijinks is a darker and more discomfiting mix of sadness, loss, and squandered potential.
The cast is wonderful, if occasionally wasted. Toni Collette, as Mr. Tammy’s side piece, could have been played by anyone; Alison Janney and Dan Ackroyd, as Tammy’s parents, get little more than a few grimaces in; and Sandra Oh, as a free-spirited lesbian, is basically a hanger for flowing maxidresses. But Sarandon, as grandma Pearl, lights up every frame (and not just because she’s way too young to be playing McCarthy’s grandmother, to say nothing of Janney’s mother). In this summer, the 20th-anniversary of Thelma and Louise, Sarandon’s essaying of another feisty small-town escapee is a canny little wink, and she plays the hell out of it.
In Tammy’s less bombastic moments, it’s an oddly sweet movie about the often unfixable knots of human interaction. But the bombastic moments, of course, are the ones that define the movie: Tammy careening a jet ski around a lake, Tammy coming on way too strong to the son of her grandma’s new man friend, Tammy crumpling a paper bag into the shape of a gun and swaggering up to a fast-food restaurant to the tune of “Thrift Shop.” As with her characters in Bridesmiads and The Heat, McCarthy imbues Tammy with a confidence that’s fascinating prescisely because overwieght women aren’t supposed to have it—sure, her ends are fried, her face is sunburned, and her shirts look like they were bought with loose change at a Laundromat sale, but she doesn’t want to disappear. Someday, I hope, someone will be able to write an article about Melissa McCarthy’s acting career without mentioning her weight. But that day is not today, and that someone is not me, because the fact is that when a character has literal weight, and the actor uses her own with such unseen precision and gleeful abandon, it shouldn’t be ignored.
In Tammy, context matters. When it takes the character a few tries to successfully scale the counter of the fast-food joint she’s attempting to rob, when she demands a stack of pies with the register money, when she admits that her addiction to Klondike bars led to a few shameful trysts with the pervy ice-cream man—these do undoubtedly play into an accepted, tired canon of fat jokes. In other films, sight gags like these have made McCarthy the literal butt of more than a few crude jokes. (Remember Rex Reed calling her “cacaphonous” and “a female hippo”?) In this one, McCarthy wrote the the jokes herself. Does the fact that they’re her choice lessen the impact? What does it mean when an actor has the industry juice to write and star in her own movie, attract a passel of Oscar winners and nominees to costar, and yet has no interest in making herself look good?
Put the pies in the bag. Get it? Because I’m fat. Pies.
The tenor of most of Tammy’s bad reviews is, overall, one of concern. Writers like WaPo’s Ann Hornaday and Time’s Richard Corliss worry that McCarthy lacks range, that she keeps going back to the well of the bumbling-and-profane walking disasters that she played in Bridesmaids and Identity Thief and The Heat. But where were these folks when McCarthy was playing sweet-natured fussbudget Sookie on Gilmore Girls for seven seasons, or the utterly anodyne Molly on Mike and Molly? The idea that a woman might actually enjoy playing the kinds of roles McCarthy relishes, that revel in physical comedy—and yes, in sight gags related to fatness—seems to be an affront to folks who, despite condemnning asshats like Rex Reed, deep down believe that McCarthy could perhaps transcend her size if she would only play things a little more genteel. She can be fat, they seem to be saying, but just maybe not, you know… act fat.
This in itself isn’t a gendered criticism (after all, Chris Farley wore on plenty of critics’ and viewers’ nerves with his indistinguishable body of body-focused work), but there is an element of sexism in, for instance, the New York Times’s assertion that Tammy’s abundance of size-focused jokes “suggest that Ms. McCarthy, and perhaps her collaborators, haven’t yet found a way for her to be completely comfortable in her own skin on screen,” not to mention the title of Crushable’s piece “Melissa McCarthy Wastes All Of Tammy Reminding You That She’s Fat.” Why is it impossible to imagine that McCarthy simply wants to capitalize on an onscreen persona that audiences have already shown they love? Would it be so terrible if the next John Candy happened to be a woman?
In panning Tammy for SF Gate, the thoughtful critic Mick LaSalle muses that “McCarthy functions better as a supporting player or as an antagonist, as someone relentless and unchanging that another character has to deal with.” It’s worthwhile to wonder if the idea of an unchanging female lead character, resistant to the transformations required of women both fictional and real, is what has these critics stuck. For so long, we’ve expected makeover narratives and personal-growth realizations from women on screen, and in Tammy, we get a character—and her creator—patently uninterested in most of that journey. For Hollywood, that’s radical—and to me, it’s enough to tell you to ignore the critics and give it a shot.
Related Reading: A Brief History of “Women Aren’t Funny.”
Andi Zeisler is Bitch’s editorial and creative director.
11 Comments Have Been Posted
I haven't yet seen the movie,
Knstt replied on
I haven't yet seen the movie, just read the article, but I am struck by the assertion that McCarthy has "no interest in making herself look good." This is the same sort of fat shaming alluded to earlier in the article. The fact is that Melissa McCarthy is a beautiful woman, period. This is not in spite of her body or because of it, but simply because she is. She plays characters that are supposed to look the way they do and they work. Much the way that Sandra Bullock often plays characters that are rigid, clumsy and more masculine. They work and she does them well despite the fact that personally she is feminine, graceful and much more of a free spirit.
Melissa McCarthy looks good!
who is Andi, a girl or a guy, or is not ok to ask
Anonymous replied on
but it is ok to make Melissa McCarthy's appearance STILL the centerpiece of this "article." thanks for the pics though!
Ashley Brittner replied on
She's the Editorial Director and cofounder of Bitch. Weird question.
Melissa McCarthy's appearance is important. Whether she's the only one required to wear sleeves on the cover of Bridesmaids or if there are no fat jokes about her in The Heat, her size in conjunction with her talent and comedic genius are revolutionary. She gives a big fuck you to Hollywood sizeism every time she stars in a major movie. It isn't surprising that she is successful despite her size, but she's one of the only (the only?) stars her size that is that successful. It's not an affliction, it's a fact, even in Hollywood where even a size 6 is too big.
Her byline is a link
Anonymous replied on
Her byline is a link, you can click on it to read her bio, which identifies her with female pronouns thus as a woman. It's not not okay to ask I suppose, but you could easily have figured it out on your own, since you after all, already on the internet. It is however a strange question and I wonder what relevance it has to the rest of your comment.
I think you might change your
Deena Lilygren replied on
I think you might change your mind after seeing the movie. For most of the movie, Tammy looks terrible. She looks unwashed, uncombed, scuffed up, and is outfitted in ugly clothes that overwhelm her body. This is part of the movie, not the review author's preoccupation.
I am so glad to see this review
Cis_male3 replied on
I have heard nothing but bad press about this movie, but even if the movie is not great as art, there must be something we can all learn from it.
dws replied on
I went to see this, having seen the very bad reviews, just because I wanted to support Melissa McCarthy and her ability to "open" a movie. I really, really had low expectations. Maybe that's why I enjoyed it -- it really wasn't that bad at all. Sure, there are some jokes that fail and cliched sight gags, but it was sweet, poignant and more than a little funny. I think there is a lot of truth in this review. The movie does not deserve the viciously critical response it has received.
I'm glad to see I'm not the
Dave Henry replied on
I'm glad to see I'm not the only film critic who liked TAMMY. I didn't love it, but I gave it a pass, and called it a charming and winsome little movie.
Very sad about the backslide
Proud of Melissa replied on
I had a very different reaction. Overall I loved the film and came expecting to love it until the scene when the grandma character very publicly fat shames Tammy and says her husband left her bc she is so fat. To add insult to injury then she gets yelled at by another character for not having her life together. These things are generally conflated. Nobody suggests that the alcoholic grandma make amends or that it was a terrible thing to do,
I felt betrayed by the script and saddened, it almost seemed to me that McCarthy got in line for a moment with all the regular fat shaming people. Too bad I know she and Ben wrote the script.
I remain her great fan for all the reasons mentioned in the review. Maybe she will come back with a doozy. I will give her another chance
MY MOVIE REVIEW-TAMMY
Barbara Robertson replied on
Looked forward to seeing this for months, and saw it last weekend. The trailers and great cast made look really promising! Unfortunately, nothing new, same old Melissa McCarthy writing, way too much fumbling and falling around for laughs. Kinda Bridesmaids meets Thelma and Louise. Susan Sarandon playing Allison Janney's mom? Did she have a baby when she was a preteen?? Susan Sarandon is my very favorite actress. It's not possible to dumb her down and make her look old and dowdy like the movie attempted to do. Her beauty and intelligence still shine through unintentionally. Sandra Oh forced into yet another happy- go-lucky lesbian role that she gets in almost every movie she's in. Kathy Bates! Gary Cole from Office Space! Danny Aykroyd!!! So much comedic possibilities from the the best of the best. You have them all there so why not give them some really funny lines? Okay, so yeah, I'm forced to only be able to give this movie 2 out of 5 stars.
Tammy may not be a great
Emily Kate Moore replied on
Tammy may not be a great movie for many people but that doesn't define Melissa McCarthy's acting skills. Her being considered in the casting for the Ghostbusters female-reboot is a proof. According to an article I've just read, together with McCarthy are four more very talented artists namely Kristen Wiig of Bridesmaids, Linda Cardinelli of Mad Men and Emma Stone of The Amazing Spider-Man. Sounds exciting right? I myself can't wait for this plan to finalize!
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