I am a Melissa McCarthy fan … to a point. She really burst into stardom with her scene-stealing role in Bridesmaids and her TV series Mike and Molly (she was also a bright spot on the under-appreciated Samantha Who?). She had an impressive first-time hosting gig on Saturday Night Live where she showed a real range of characters from her patented obnoxious slob to a Mae West style old-time movie star.

Then she made Identity Thief which was just awful. Then she hosted SNL for a second time and pretty much did the same character over and over again. McCarthy followed those performances up with The Heat, in which she again played the same character but at least she had some great comedic chemistry with Sandra Bullock and a great supporting cast to play off of. It seemed that she was falling into a rut.

When the previews for her new comedy Tammy first began to appear, showing McCarthy’s character once again unkempt and obnoxious, robbing a fast food restaurant, it seemed that we were again in for more of the same. But McCarthy and her husband, Ben Falcone, have managed to surprise by giving us what we expect but making Tammy a bit more human.

The story follows Tammy, a fast food worker who gets fired for being late (again) and then goes home to find her husband (Nat Faxon) having a romantic lunch with their next door neighbor (a bizarrely under-used Toni Collette). Tammy storms out and walks two doors down to her mother’s house and ends up taking off for Niagra Falls, with her boozy grandma (Susan Sarandon) in tow. Granny’s got the car and a wad of cash. Of course, things don’t go as planned, but Tammy manages to meet a nice guy along the way who may or may not turn out to be her Mr. Right. She and grandma also have to turn to help from a lesbian relative (Kathy Bates) after another robbery (for a good cause) sends them on the lam.

It took me a little time to warm up to Tammy, but once Sarandon joined the road trip and bonded with McCarthy, the film became warmer and funnier because it wasn’t just all about McCarthy mugging for the camera. Sarandon was very good in what is probably her first “character role,” but some of the film’s weaknesses is really on display with her character. Is she just a funny old lady who likes to drink and prove she’s still got it with the men? No! She’s an alcoholic (and a diabetic!) who needs help. The shift in tone was a bit strange to say the least. We’re laughing at her antics and then we feel bad for laughing because she’s actually ill.

Mark Duplass also gives a very nice, very real performance as Bobby, the son of the man (Gary Cole) grandma hooks up with. He, even more than Sarandon, grounds McCarthy and even brings some real heart to the character and the movie. Their first meeting is pretty realistic as far as how it ends, and even when he comes back into the picture, you don’t know how things will end for Tammy and Bobby. The film is chock-full of big names in thankless roles, however. Collette’s appearance is just mind-boggling because the role (as it is on screen) did not require a “name” actress. Cole fares a little better, but he’s just mostly playing a drunk old man. Allison Janney pops up a couple of times as Tammy’s mom, the voice of reason character, and Dan Aykroyd makes a single scene appearance as Tammy’s dad. It’s a shame he was barely in the film because he and McCarthy really worked well together. Sandra Oh also has what is basically a bit part as Bates’ partner. It probably would have served the film better to have had all of these big name bit players as unbilled cameos instead of listing them all in the opening credits.

The film is directed competently by Falcone, his directorial debut, and he also plays a small role as Tammy’s overbearing boss at the restaurant. The script by McCarthy and Falcone manages to bring a new dimension to McCarthy, but it could have used a bit more evenness in tone. Overall, though, the movie is much better than Identity Thief, but not quite as comically sharp as Bridesmaids or The Heat. Fans of McCarthy, though, should be happy enough and those tired of her schtick should be willing to give Tammy a chance to see her grow out of her usual character. Maybe this will be a turning point for McCarthy’s on-screen persona (unless The Heat 2 becomes reality).

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I’m tired.

I really am.

I’m tired of the ridiculousness of some people and their harping on things that don’t really need to be harped on. But that’s the nature of the beast: Put something out there for public consumption and there’s a contingent of folks who take issue with it. Sometimes it’s a legitimate issue, other times it’s not. (Let’s be realistic: Most of the time it’s not.)

The latest round of ridiculousness incorporates a couple of images which have borne gaggles of stupidity. The first — courtesy of Mary Kang — is something that’s been floating around for quite some time now, but has recently gained a lot of attention. Read the brief piece about her and the “controversial” photo of she and her kids and you’ll form your own opinions.

Commenting with my rose-colored glasses firmly in place (*snort*), it’s nothing more than a proud mom tossing her accomplishments out there. Its shows a mother who has taken the bull by the horns in the form of her three vibrant kids and contoured her body to what she wants. And it is something to be proud of. Why not put it out there?

For many people, this is just the type of motivational piece that will get them off their lazy asses and motor forth to a better, healthier lifestyle. It will get them into the gym, atop their bicycle (that’s gathering dust in the garage), it will get them walking around the neighborhood to breath fresh air, et al. For others? It’s an accusing finger-pointing right at them. That kind of thinking baffles me to no end. My automatic response is: “Right … because it’s all about you, isn’t it?” Well, it’s not. The world doesn’t revolve around you and it doesn’t revolve around me and it doesn’t revolve around them. What Mary Kang did was put her accomplishments out there for all to see, not to point fingers at those who won’t or can’t. Bill Cosby said it best: “I don’t know the key to success, but the key to failure is trying to please everybody.” Damned straight — try to please everyone and you please no one. And one thing I’ve learned in life is you can’t please the whiners, like the one commenter of the article who stated “If anything, this is not helpful to society because it doesn’t teach you to love yourself but that you need to obtain a certain image to be considered ‘beautiful’.” Bullshit … plain and simple. Go read some Bill Cosby.

The second image comes from November’s ELLE magazine with the (in my opinion) fantastic photo of Melissa McCarthy on the cover heralding “The Women Of Hollywood” featured in the issue. And yet … there are naysayers out there who find frolickry in dragging out their soapboxes, climbing aboard and commencing to froth at the mouth over the fact ELLE made a disastrous boner in deciding to put Ms. McCarthy on its cover dressed thusly. Proving one thing: You just can’t win, can you?

Showcase a barely-dressed hard body on a magazine cover and the angry villagers come out to play with their torches, pitchforks, gnashing teeth and angry words. Get crazy like a fox and feature a Rubenesque woman instead and the fur flies. (Let’s see how much flak I get for using the word “Rubenesque” and referring to “flying fur.”) No matter what, there’s no pleasing people. A typical response is featured in the article itself: “Oh look, it’s Melissa Mccarthy (sic) on the cover of @ELLEmagazine, let’s cover her up in the LARGEST COAT POSSIBLE.”

*sigh* You just can’t win for losing, you know?

Now, lest I get lambasted for calling out these couple of items featuring women (because I will and you damned well know it), I’m going to offer the hilarious commercial below which blatantly mocks the “other” half:

//www.youtube.com/watch?v=jM96DsC9FmM

This piece does nothing less than rock me like a hurricane. I found it guffaw-inducing. Especially the last part with Mr. El Dorko holding the Yorkshire Terrier. (Classic.)

Let me ask you a question: Have you heard word one of anybody chiding the ad creators because men are being ridiculed and berated? Huh? Anyone?

Anyone?

Bueller? Bueller?

No … I didn’t think so.

But … there probably should be someone out there — male or female — to take issue and admonish those who would put men in such light. Right? Right?

Anyone? Anyone?

Yeah … that’s what I thought. No one to take the reins and corral the disdain of men everywhere. Because, you know … some of us are really, really sensitive and stuff about these issues …

*sniff*

Others? We’re just really tired of all the crap.

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