Identity Thief smashes together two very charistmatic performers, Jason Bateman and Melissa McCarthy, also with a cameo by Amanda Peet, and pulls something from today’s headlines: Identity Theft, although it’s handled so poorly here it’s ridiculous. The first half is crude, rude, tacky, mean-spirited, unpleasant and violent, with a few ethnic gangsters thrown in, Robert Patrick as a bounty hunter, and miscelaneous nonsense. The second half is kind of squishy, toughy feely, can’t we all be nice. They don’t work terribly well together. I felt the first half was fairly obnoxious and the second was sentimental. In the hands of less charismatic performers, it would have been unbearable. Jason Bateman has perfected the sweet puppy dog and Melissa McCarthy is, I think, a terrific underrated actress. I think she’s Lucille Ball in a slightly heavier form, but to a certain extent I think her girth is part of what sets her free. You believe her when she’s being a snot, when she’s being adorable, when she’s being sexual… she’s a terrific actress. I don’t know who this movie is really for, although the audience seemed to get a kick out of it, but I suppose a free movie gives everybody a kick. So if I had to only rate it on the performances, I’d probably give it a four. If I rated it on just the plot, I’d give it a one, If I rated it on the smashup of the two genres, I’d probably give it a minus one. So all told, I’d give it two and a half stars. It’ll probably do well at the box office, mostly because there’s nothing else around, and the violence is less violent than Bullet to the Head.