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Shes not an actress, not even a conventional clown.
(Now it would beRentorHamilton.)
But McKinnon didnt remind me of those girls.
Shes too manic and speed-freaky, too indifferent to applause.
Applause couldnt catch up with her.
With her deconstructive digs at aggressive masculinity and loopy brand of feminism (Women can be terrorists, too.
We can do anything we put our minds to!
), shes ten stutter steps ahead of everyone, including the nominal heroine.
(On behalf of my fellow Harvard graduates, I protest this stereotype!)
The most surprising aspect ofThe Spy Who Dumped Meis the level of violence.
She hits like no one this side of John Wick.
(Filmmakers should at leastpretendthat their MacGuffins make sense.)
Theres plenty to hold you, though.
(Less and less with every experience.)
Gillian Anderson gets some laughs as a dryly dismissive intelligence chief.
(Her expression never changes.)
Justin Theroux is a witty minimalist, evoking legions of espionage action movies in a single pose.
And then theres the doe-eyed face-puller Kunis, who only rises above blandness in her scenes with McKinnon.
The good news is she rises amazingly high.
Whocouldkeep up with McKinnons nutbird rantings?
you’re free to only take a deep breath and plunge into the maelstrom.
