Kidnappers are going for, going for… Goldie!
Full of raunchy, girl-powered fun, Amy Schumer’s second big-screen outing is no Trainwreck. But it’s no train wreck, either. A mum-and-me twist on the buddy movie sees Schumer’s flakey screw-up Emily and her super-cautious mum Linda (a wry and understated Goldie Hawn) kidnapped on an Ecuador vacation.
Chockful of Schumer’s trademark ‘ladyjerk’ schtick, its early scenes linger on her loser-life and man-hungry antics. So director Jonathan Levine (creator of quirky lad-coms like The Night Before), has to rattle through the bungles-in-thejungle storyline at speed, as the pair become the moving targets of a ruthless gang boss. Rather than action thrills, their violent encounters and inept escapes go for broad, sketch-comedy yuks, though Schumer can’t deliver the slapstick that made similar odd-coupler The Heat sizzle.
But where it lacks Judd Apatow-style big heart, there’s breezy black comedy for compensation. Revelling in casual killings and gross-out gags galore (everything from rogue tits to tapeworm removal), it’s an unabashedly brash comedy, despite the obligatory mother-daughter emotional journey. Hawn gets far too few chances to show her comedy chops, though Ike Barinholtz’s agoraphobic mama’s-boy sibling is a hoot. But Schumer, fearlessly game for anything, pulls the film through like a plough-horse. Kate Stables
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