Identity Thief review

Seth Gordon first pinged on movie fans’ radar in 2007 with the inexplicably gripping and surprisingly hilarious The King Of Kong: A Fistful Of Quarters , a documentary about competitive arcade-game players.

His follow-up, Four Christmases (2008), proved as welcome as an empty cracker, but 2011’s underdog comedy Horrible Bosses won over wage-slaves worldwide to the tune of $209m.

Gordon’s scored another box office hit with his latest, though it’s sadly further proof that he’s an erratic talent.

Horrible Bosses ’ Jason Bateman, in chronic eye-rolling mode, is a corporate drone named Sandy (there are even more snarky references to his “girl’s” name then you’d imagine) whose identity is stolen by a loud, obnoxious party girl named Diana ( Bridesmaids ’ Melissa McCarthy, whose dedication to manic unpleasantness is nothing short of heroic here).

For gimmicky movie-plot reasons, instead of just getting his bank to take care of it, Sandy hits the road to track down the credit-ruining doppelgänger himself. Once he does, they fight, scream, get drunk, have three-way sex with a cowboy and wrestle with snakes.

Essentially, it’s almost two hours of McCarthy hurling herself at the camera. Imagine Planes, Trains & Automobiles smashing headlong into Midnight Run , with one major casualty: the screenplay (writer Craig Mazin’s CV includes The Hangover Part II , Superhero Movie and Scary Movie 3 and 4 ; here’s hoping he brings his A-game to the upcoming Hangover threequel).

Certainly, the leads have chemistry, and McCarthy’s comic mugging is, if nothing else, energetic.

But the humour is so ham-fisted and by-the-book that before long watching it starts to feel about as much fun as actually finding out that some big-haired nut in Florida has hijacked your life.

A wasted opportunity: put the two leads in a movie that didn’t lazily rely on its high concept to do the work, and you’d really have something to laugh about.