Identity Thief

There's something to offend everyone in Identity Thief: racist jokes, gay jokes, the word "vagina" wielded as an insult.

You don't care enough about these people to want to see them come out on top.

Feeble as comedy, the movie is needlessly violent, too, as if half the crew misguidedly thought they were making a foul-mouthed action thriller.

All pretty feeble stuff.

It is reliant on McCarthy's comedy chops and her ability to deliver improv-type character material, but almost every single one of her scenes looks like an outtake.

Cheap laughs, cheap stunts, cheap characters and with absolutely nothing important to say.

If the plot is going to be light-hearted and fun-loving, there's simply no room for extremely dark characters and situations.

Despite it's formulas and occasionally stale moments, I found myself surrendered to the entire journey and enjoying myself immensely.

This would-be comedy veers back and forth between mean and nasty and overly sentimental, resulting in a film that quickly grows tiresome.

dentity Thief is awash with a hackneyed and horribly mawkish type of moralising. It's as if studios have voluntarily adopted a new skewed iteration of the Hays Production Code for its comedies.