The Boss Movie Review

Anyone who’s read my movie reviews knows that I try hard to offer both the good and the not-so-good about any movie I see. Well, I watched The Boss last weekend, staring Melissa McCarthy, and I think I’m going to have to break my rule, because the movie was that bad. 

So, exactly how bad was this movie?

In no particular order, here are a few things I didn’t like about it.The Boss

The plot was so-so and predictable. In a nutshell, here it is.

An orphaned girl learns not to trust people because they always let her down. The same girl grows up to be a mega superstar business guru/tycoon–kind of like a cross between an evil version of Tony Robbins and Donald Trump, if he were a female. This business mogul gets caught breaking the law and goes to jail. When she gets out several months later, she finds herself broke, alone, and without a place to stay. She turns to her previous assistant, played by Kristen Bell, who is the only person willing to be nice to her. McCarthy’s character proceeds to make her way to the top once more, through a completely ridiculous business venture involving homemade brownies and an unrealistic timeline for success. Once on top again, she proceeds to screw over Kristen Bell like old times, but eventually she realizes her error, makes amends, and gains a pseudo family in the process.

However, even though the characters in the movie end up liking each other, McCarthy’s character remains unlikable throughout the show. Her character is sad and pitiful, yes. But I was never able to feel anything for her, because she was too self-centered and meanly sarcastic for me to like.

To sum up, when McCarthy’s character is on top of her game, the acting is hyperbolized and not believable. When her character is making a comeback, the performance is grand-standing and comedically forced. When her character is at her lowest, the acting is unconvincingly sappy, and the character remains unlikable.

Finally, McCarthy’s physical humor was a pale imitation of Chris Farley meets The Three Stooges, and whoever decided to have her wear turtlenecks in EVERY scene of the movie should be flogged.

There was so little depth to this film that I yawned, checked my watch, and wished I had purchased tickets to The Green Room, a movie that, while probably very well done, I didn’t even want to see.

The Boss was so bad that even though the couple behind me talked during the entire show, I didn’t care enough to shush them even once.

I was happy for their distraction.

At best, watch this when it ends up on Netflix in a couple of months, preferably while you’re performing another task and looking for some background noise.



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