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CAN yOu EVEr fOr­GiVE ME? (Marielle Heller) casts Melissa McCarthy – per­fectly – as Lee Is­rael, the best-sell­ing au­thor who found her true call­ing in the early 90s as a lit­er­ary fraud­ster, writ­ing fake cor­re­spon­dence from the likes of Dorothy Parker and Noël Cow­ard and sell­ing it to col­lec­tors for quick cash. Be­cause she was op­er­at­ing in the pre-in­ter­net days – and be­cause she was a damn good writer – she man­aged to get away with it for quite a while. It’s your ba­sic rise-and­fall nar­ra­tive, given snap and style by screen­writ­ers Ni­cole Holofcener and Jeff Whitty (though I sus­pect the more cut­ting ob­ser­va­tions about en­trenched sex­ism in the New York lit­er­ary scene are the for­mer’s con­tri­bu­tion) and a fine sense of pe­riod tex­ture by di­rec­tor Heller (The Di­ary Of A Teenage Girl). Heller also gives Richard E. Grant the plum role of Is­rael’s en­abler/ac­com­plice Jack Hock, whom he plays as an older, even more rot­ted ver­sion of the sham­bling al­co­holic he em­bod­ied in With­nail & I. Grant and McCarthy have a dis­rep­utable chem­istry that works like cognac on a win­ter’s night, warm­ing the film from the in­side out. It’s okay to get drunk on it. 107 min. NNNN (Nor­man Wil­ner)

Melissa McCarthy (right) tries to sell Dolly Wells a fake let­ter in Can You Ever For­give Me?

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