Life of the Party movie review: cut this class

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MaryAnn’s quick take…

The complete lack of conflict overshadows even the cringeworthy attempts at physical comedy. Where’s the story in a woman who positively sails through her midlife crisis? The endearing McCarthy deserves so much better.tweet
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When her husband, Dan (Matt Walsh: Office Christmas Party, Keeping Up with the Joneses), tells Deanna (Melissa McCarthy: Ghostbusters, Spy) that he wants a divorce, she’s blindsided. But she quickly — like, super super unrealistically quickly — bounces back and decides that the time is right for her to finally go back to university and finish her archeology degree. She had dropped out when she got pregnant with her daughter, Maddie (Molly Gordon: Love the Coopers, I Am Sam), and hey, why not go right back to the very school where Maddie is now a senior herself?

“Your pinkness is harshing my goth gloom...”
“Your pinkness is harshing my goth gloom…”

As Deanna might say: Gosh! It all goes great, thanks for asking! Of course she chooses to live on campus at fictional Decatur University, and though her new roommate, Leonor (Heidi Gardner), may be a creepy, asocial goth, the utter opposite of bouncy Deanna and her overly bright and sparkly mom sweatshirts, they’re instantly fast friends. Maddie’s minor, gentle reservations about having her mother around all the time are soon forgotten, and all of Maddie’s adorably quirky, mega-nice friends simply love Deanna. Deanna even immediately snags a hunky boyfriend in gorgeous, sweet Jack (Luke Benward: Dear John, Because of Winn-Dixie), the only guy in the frathouse who prefers chardonnay to beer and shots; Jack is completely smitten with Deanna. Deanna! She’s awesome and funny and adventurous and happy and cute and if she’s having any trouble with the coursework after 20 years away you’d never know it and just wow, life is simply grand, ain’t it?

So, then… The Life of the Party is not a story. There’s no conflict here. None. Oh, there’s a nasty mean girl, Jennifer (Debby Ryan: Every Day), who doesn’t like Deanna because she’s “like a thousand years old,” but Jennifer is so quickly and easily dispatched that she barely registers, even during the frathouse 80s-party dance-off that, I think, is meant to be a high point of the movie. There’s a scene in which Deanna, who hates public speaking, has to give an oral presentation to her archeology class, and she’s so nervous that she sweats profusely… but that’s not drama. It’s an embarrassingly bad, painfully unfunny, cringeworthy attempt at physical comedy — which is true every time the movie tries to pull off junk like this — but it’s not story. It barely even qualifies as a challenge for Deanna to overcome.

Sex in the stacks with cute college boys: definitely on the female-midlife-crisis bucket list.
Sex in the stacks with cute college boys: definitely on the female-midlife-crisis bucket list.

This is yet another pairing of director Ben Falcone with McCarthy: once again, as with their previous outings in The Boss and Tammy, they’ve written the script together. They’re also married to each other. Maybe this all made sense as a sort of private joke between them. But it doesn’t work for us. Sorry, but crotch-injury “humor” illuminates nothing about women’s midlife crises… or it wouldn’t, anyway, if Deanna wasn’t absolutely sailing through hers. No, not even when the crotch injuries are happening to ladies. Other attempts at funny are dragged out like roadkill till whatever bit of life they might have had — which is extremely minimal — has long since been extinguished. (The “Google of vaginas” sequence? My mind has rarely been so boggled.) The “jokes” here are excruciating enough. Having them explained to us is unendurable.

Life of the Party is not an ironic title: Deanna literally ends up as the authentically celebrated life of the party at Decatur U. And yes, absolutely, we need movies about women — particular women of a certain age — enjoying life and doing things for themselves and being unabashedly worshipped by much younger men. (Thank goodness the movie doesn’t attempt to render it “funny” that Jack finds Deanna irresistibly sexy.) But those things still have to happen in the context of a well-told tale. Hollywood hadn’t been around long before some wag or other suggested that if you want to send a message, call Western Union. McCarthy is absolutely as endearing as Deanna ultimately is, and she deserves much better than delivering a bland telegram to us.

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Susan Larrings
Susan Larrings
Fri, May 11, 2018 4:27am

You better fucking justify giving “I Feel Pretty” a zero-star rating. Fuck! Talk about women hating on other women!

Mon, May 14, 2018 8:57am

So, kinda like Back to School but bad?

Mon, May 21, 2018 12:13pm

I totally disagree with this article. My mother and I went to see this movie together and I thought it was absolutely hilarious. I could watch this movie a million times and laugh just as hard as I did the first time. It was great!!