Feet stompin' fist poundin' head boppin' finesse, dodgin' unlodgin', deke death's caress, the test swerving strenuous random incisions, athletic acumen, jocose renditions.
Cro-Magnon.
I wasn't expecting Spy to be so consistently funny.
Apart from the first 15 minutes or so, the comedy cleverly entertains, a study in rapid-fire instantaneous comebacks, mellifluous mouthpieces, agilely exchanging feints.
Channeling Archer.
It follows the emergence of a multidimensional spy, Susan Cooper (Melissa McCarthy), as she leaves command headquarters and heads into the field for the first time.
She's the only one capable of successfully completing the mission because her organization's adversaries are familiar with all of their active agents.
Rick Ford (Jason Statham) doesn't trust her and hilariously errs critically, his outlandish tales providing ludicrous added depth, hardboiled yet klutzy, stumbling the whole way through.
Casting by Zsolt Csutak.
Modestly audacious, Spy blends the wholesome and the crude to frenetically fry and sensationally sizzle.
Cloaked like a reborn marbled masquerade, it excels at enlivening, while mischievously poking fun at gender.
Heartfelt.
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