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Movie #3 - The Spy Who Dumped Me


I'd already rented The Spy Who Dumped Me when it first became available, I found the trailers infectious, and really enjoy Mila Kunis's comedy (except the second Bad Moms movie, and sort of the first, because it was really just kind of dumb). Overall, I'm not 100% sure this movie's effective--it's no Spy, but it had its own certain charm, mainly at the hands of Kate McKinnon, who is really hilarious.

The plot's a bit thin, Mila and Kate get sucked into some sort of international espionage when her boyfriend, Justin Theroux and his eyebrows & abs, leaves her with a vital piece of information she has to deliver or the end of the world or something. Oh, it doesn't matter--they have wacky hijinks overseas, snack Sam Heughan joins them, there's a lot of funny one-liners, and some fun action scenes, and overall I enjoyed it.

Worth a thousand words? Not really. But at least it's inching closer to a film where women are at the centre, and while, unfortunately, a lot of the action is driven by their interactions with boyfriends, ex-boyfriends, and men who generally want to sleep with them, at least it's balanced out with agency, friendship and Gillian Anderson as a boss.

This is the first film of the year to feature more well rounded female characters, so, good?

In other places, I've been watching The Looming Tower and then was so disturbed by how awful it all was that I've been rewatching Party Down. And it's still funny. I mean it remains funny.

#lifewithoutcablechroniclesweek3

Up next: Mile 22. Ugh.

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