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The Heat is a funny story about a FBI agent Sarah Ashbum and a policewoman Shannon Mullins when they cooperate to deal with the task. A smart, sharp and cautious person while the other has hothead and is sulky. Initially they do not like each other but things gradually change when they understand each other. Two people, 2 natures but they make the miracle when they capture the notorious drug boss.
Ms. Bullock as the aggressive brute and Ms. McCarthy as the straitlaced go-getter would have challenged these easy stereotypes and made them a tad less insulting to successful career women everywhere.
It takes a special kind of film to evoke uproarious laughter from the sight of Sandra Bullock being repeatedly stabbed in the leg, but "The Heat" does exactly that.
Yes, it's a cop-buddy film, and of course there is a case to be solved. But nobody cares about the familiarity of the premise. You get the sense that Paul Feig doesn't care either.
Bawdy, R-rated, the racial jokes run rampant: the sight-gag of a female cop stopping a perp with a hurled watermelon is just all kinds of funny. It oughta be a new franchise.