Heat, The

Heat, The

With a stronger female voice than Lena Dunham could cough up over a lifetime of Girls, Katie Dippold’s screenplay is a refreshing, hilarious delight. Though its set-ups are often as obvious as the usual buddy cop intro, it often sneaks in a surprising double punchline, and builds to a brilliant third act that will command your laughter. This is no doubt helped by Feig’s intuitive mind for comedy structure, and McCarthy and Bullock’s suitability for their respective roles. But chief among the film’s strengths is that the comedy is not built around “Ha ha. Women trying to be men”, or even any blatant feminist statement. The well-established personalities clash, then run off each other, and we get two people on an adventure that subverts simply by not complying to the genderisation embedded in almost every piece of pop culture out there. It’s not just commendable – it’s deeply enjoyable.

Did I mention the film is hilarious?