That’s a shame, because Bateman and McCarthy give their all to the material. It’s the script by Allan Loeb—who wrote the beautiful Things We Lost in the Fire before turning to routine comedies like The Dilemma and Here Comes the Boom—that lets the performers down by not committing fully to the premise it lays out. The film is so insistent on adding an unearned moral dimension to its story that it becomes insulting.

The antics with Diana are predictable, but McCarthy makes them amusing to a point. It doesn’t take long, however, before jokes involving Diana’s weight, or her foul mouth, grow tiresome. As if sensing the limits of that material, Loeb’s story introduces two gangsters (T.I. and Genesis Rodriguez) also chasing Diana, as well as a bounty hunter (Robert Patrick) going after the same target. Until the hitmen and bounty hunter show up, Diana spends her time with Sandy trying to figure out how to break free of him and avoid the legal consequences of her behavior. After the other characters show up, Diana and Sandy are forced to work together to avoid the stop-at-nothing trio.

Yet the film can’t reconcile its serious gangster side-story elements with its buddy-comedy and road-movie elements. So the story turns desperate, resorting to a hotel sex fling between Diana and a cowboy (Eric Stonestreet) designed to make us laugh at the sexual escapades of two overweight individuals.

Identity Thief gets even worse from there, as Diana meets Sandy’s family and turns over a new leaf. While such a turnabout in real life would be admirable, in Identity Thief it comes across as pandering—an effort to elevate the film above the dreary, seen-it-before comedy that precedes it. The effort fails, badly. By the time Sandy’s kids visit Diana in a prison yard for a heartwarming get-together, you’ll feel like the audience, not Sandy, is the real victim—robbed of time, money and the hope that Identity Thief would be up to the talents of Bateman and McCarthy.

It’s only February, but so far Identity Thief is the year’s biggest disappointment. No doubt there will be more of those to come this year, but for now, this letdown stings. Its stars deserve better, and so does the audience.


  • Language/Profanity: Lord’s name taken in vain; numerous uses of the “f”-word; numerous curse words; a middle finger extended; crude anatomical references; a crude soundtrack song; “tranny”
  • Alcohol/Smoking/Drugs: Tequila shots; drinking out of the bottle; Sandy is mistaken for a drug dealer; mixing of drugs and alcohol; wine drinking
  • Sex/Nudity: Husband and wife kiss and head to the bedroom; a sexual tryst in a hotel room; a bare male backside
  • Violence/Crime: A woman is arrested for assault and public intoxication; vomiting; a knee to the crotch; a guitar is slammed into a head; a hit put on Diana; threatened arson; reminiscence of drunk driving and “sleep driving”; a woman and man are shot; a man is shot in the back; a woman is hit by a car; a person is tasered; Diana punches people in the throat

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Publication date: February 8, 2013