Spy 2015 Full Movie Watch Online

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Spy 2015 Full Movie Watch Online


Theatrical release poster
Directed by Paul Feig
Produced by Paul Feig
Jessie Henderson
Peter Chernin
Jenno Topping
Written by Paul Feig
Starring Melissa McCarthy
Jason Statham
Rose Byrne
Miranda Hart
Bobby Cannavale
Allison Janney
Jude Law
Music by Theodore Shapiro
Cinematography Robert Yeoman
Edited by Dean Zimmerman
Don Zimmerman
Chernin Entertainment
Feigco Entertainment
TSG Entertainment
Distributed by 20th Century Fox
Release dates
  • March 15, 2015 (2015-03-15) (SXSW)
  • June 5, 2015 (2015-06-05)
Running time
120 minutes
130 minutes (Unrated cut)
Country United States
Language English
Budget $65 million
Box office $236.4 million

Spy 2015 Full Movie Watch Online

Spy is a 2015 American action comedy film written and directed by Paul Feig.[1] Starring Melissa McCarthy, Jason Statham, Rose Byrne, Miranda Hart, Bobby Cannavale, Allison Janney, and Jude Law, the film follows the transformation of desk-bound CIA analyst Susan Cooper (McCarthy) into a field agent who attempts to foil the black market sale of a suitcase nuke.

Distributed by 20th Century Fox and produced by Feigco Entertainment and Chernin Entertainment, the film was theatrically released on June 5, 2015. Upon release, the film received critical acclaim and has grossed over $236 million worldwide.

DF-03507_R2 Susan Cooper (Melissa McCarthy) clearly has eyes for her partner, superspy Bradley Fine (Jude Law).

Spy 2015

After her misbegotten turn last summer as a down-on-her-luck sadsack in “Tammy” left even the most fervent “Mike & Molly” fans worried that the actress had lost her mouthy mojo (although her supporting part in “St. Vincent” provided some solace), it is gratifying to see her back in the arms of her best collaborator—director Paul Feig. The man behind her breakout in “Bridesmaids” and her blockbuster pairing with Sandra Bullock in “The Heat” also steps up his game. He doesn’t just shoot off a random round of in-jokes and sight gags “Austin Powers”-style. Feig also provides a decent if convoluted espionage plot—complete with tense action sequences, a surprising twist and 007-inspired opening credits—while spiked with a high percentage of gags that actually succeed.

Most of the pleasure is derived from observing McCarthy’s sweet if insecure Susan Cooper grow from CIA analyst stuck working in a dank vermin-infested bunker to a highly skilled undercover sleuth seeking the whereabouts of a stolen nuke. She is equally at ease with posing as a Midwest cat lady or engaging in hand-to-hand battle a la Jackie Chanagainst a female assailant in a confined kitchen space by employing baguettes, frying pans and lettuce as lethal weaponry.

But when we first meet Cooper, she is performing her duties as a field agent’s “earpiece” while live-monitoring his whereabouts via satellite images and a body cam. She’s basically a human GPS who warns of impending threats and wrong turns into danger. She yearns to go after the bad guys herself, but for now she is satisfied with assisting smug undercover dandy Bradley Fine (a very-fine-indeed Jude Law, clearly enjoying a contact high from being in such a free-wheeling ensemble romp), especially since she harbors a not-so-secret crush for him. But when it appears he has died on the job, Cooper’s exasperated boss Allison Janney (somewhat channeling her “Juno” hubby J.K. Simmons) decides to take a chance on sending her to Europe to hunt down the bad guys.

As seen in previous films, McCarthy works best with others and Feig here provides a fine array of foils. British funny lady Miranda Hart is a true find for anyone who hasn’t seen “Call the Midwife” on PBS as Cooper’s well-meaning if clumsy sidekick Nancy who fills in as her earpiece. At 6-foot-1, Hart looms over McCarthy and everyone else, and the two fit nicely into the mismatched tradition of Abbott and Costello and Laurel and Hardy.

Someone, of course, has to be the cold-hearted villain and that would be “Bridesmaids” alum Rose Byrne. With an elaborate hairdo that could double as a Byzantine sculpture and a constant look of disdain, Byrne crosses paths with Cooper when the agent poses as her bodyguard and the two take an instant dislike to each other. While McCarthy is no slouch in the insult department, Byrne’s posh demeanor allows her to get away with some rather vile verbal slaps that would otherwise leave viewers groaning.

But McCarthy truly meets her match in the form of British action starJason Statham, who goes wonderfully bonkers as a bratty rogue agent named Ford who is incensed that a newbie like Cooper is on the case and shows his disgruntlement by constantly bragging about his manly feats of yore like a Cockney Paul Bunyan (“I’ve swirled enough microchips to shit a f—kin’ computer”).

But what I found myself most appreciating about “Spy” went beyond the bouncy and brassy McCarthy’s regular servings of tasty bits of business—dubbing her fists Cagney and Lacy, telling a stunned Swedish henchman to cut off his own manhood and stick it on his forehead like a unicorn’s horn, or accidentally mistaking a mushroom-like hot towelette for an appetizer. Instead, it was how Feig and company take the piss out of all the macho grandstanding and chauvinistic attitudes ingrained in the spy genre. That would include Nancy’s observation that Ford’s tweed cap makes him look as if he is from the cast of “Newsies.” But, mostly, McCarthy and her femme cohorts are too busy doing their jobs to be bothered with the sexist come-ons by the likes of Aldo, a harassing lug of a guardian who mostly wants to protect Cooper’s breasts. Although Hart’s Nancy does take a detour to get to hang with rapper 50 Cent (a cameo that pays off better than one would think).

All is not perfect, however. Having a male land atop a woman in an awkward position is sort of amusing once but not twice. And, as was the case with the crime caper “The Heat,” an excess of violence does get the point across that dames are as tough if not tougher than the dudes. But when thugs begin to pile up with reckless abandon and McCarthy’s Cooper barely flinches as she shoots her foes dead, it distracts from rather than enhances the humor at hand. But the true measure of a comedy is always how much you actually laugh. As long as the chuckles exceed the body count, all is good.

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