Without McKinnon, spy flick would be a flop
Film review by Katie Walsh
Dont ever question the power of a well-deployed Kate McKinnon. Its been proven time and again that her specific brand of kooky comedy can elevate anything, from the fun and loopy Ghostbusters remake to the questionable bachelorette-party-gone-wrong dark comedy Rough Night. Wind her up, set her loose and watch her wring laughs out of any flimsy, high-concept premise, like the action-comedy The Spy Who Dumped Me, co-written and directed by Susanna Fogel.
All you need to know is right there in the title, a play on the 1977 James Bond film The Spy Who Loved Me, which was subsequently parodied with the 1999 Austin Powers sequel The Spy Who Shagged Me. The next logical step in this relationship? A breakup.
When the dashing-but-mysterious Drew (Justin Theroux) dumps Audrey (Mila Kunis) via text, shes heartbroken, and hes too busy battling Lithuanian thugs to return her calls. Her best friend, Morgan (McKinnon), an oddball actress whom Drew once referred to as a little much, tries to cheer up Audrey with a birthday party and the attention of a randy Ukrainian man. But all too soon, the girls are ensnared in the remnants of Drews failed spy plot. Surfacing briefly, Drew instructs Audrey to deliver a trophy to a café in Vienna, and the women are off, globetrotting across Europe as highly untrained yet surprisingly skillful rogue operatives.
The spy story itself is the rote, standard-issue spy stuff: double-crossings, handsome MI6 agents, treacherous Eastern European assassins (Ivanna Sakhno), harried car chases and shootouts in picturesque cafés, as well as a distressing disregard for human life. But the heroes are just a pair of clueless gals. The film seems built in part around a gag in which a sniper is instructed to take out two dumb American women, but cant distinguish who the targets are while scoping out pairs of female tourists selfie-ing, grinding on ancient statues and puking into a river. Its a lowest-common-denominator gag that ends up a cruel jab at the films intended audience.
But what pleases in The Spy Who Dumped Me isnt the twists and turns of the plot, its what McKinnon puts into the interstitial moments strange asides about how her teeth are so freakishly strong her orthodontist published a paper, some incredibly bad and prolonged French-speaking jokes about how she went to theater camp with Edward Snowden. Its McKinnons general clownery literally, her climactic moment involves a showdown on a trapeze but it makes the lightweight material sing. Her character may be a little much, but that muchness is highly necessary across from Kuniss Audrey, who is a winsome-but-empty cipher.
The dynamic is reflected in their CIA/MI6 counterparts, the dashing-but-bland Sebastian (Sam Heughan) and the smack-talking Duffer (Hasan Minhaj), whos obsessed with his alma mater, Harvard. Its a silly joke thats rendered increasingly hilarious with each detail and repetition, a lot like Morgans elaborate acting resume.
Its the humor housed in the connective tissue that fills up the otherwise insubstantial The Spy Who Dumped Me. Beloved character actors pop up Jane Curtain, Paul Reiser, Fred Melamed but are underused, and although Gillian Anderson cuts a striking figure as an MI6 chief (M prequel, anyone?), her screen time is unfortunately scanty. So thank goodness for McKinnon, who launches this middling material to greater heights through her own sheer will. Now thats a superpower.
Walsh writes for Tribune News Service.
THE SPY WHO DUMPED ME 2.5 stars Rating: R for violence, language, crude sexual material and graphic nudity Cast: Mila Kunis, Kate McKinnon, Justin Theroux, Sam Heughan, Hasan Minhaj, Gillian Anderson, Jane Curtin, Paul Reiser and Fred Melamed Director: Susanna Fogel Running time: 1 hour, 56 minutes oPENING: Friday at area theaters