By Susan Granger
In “Spy,” Paul Feig’s globe-trotting parody of espionage action-thrillers, Melissa McCarthy has finally found a film that showcases her versatility and comedic prowess.

After the sexy, satirical James Bond-style opening sequence, there’s seemingly timid Susan Cooper (McCarthy), a CIA agent, working as an analyst in Langley, Va., using high-tech surveillance to serve as the eyes and ears of an urbane operative, Bradley Fine (Jude Law). She’s obviously in love with him, and he uses her devotion for his personal advantage.
When a terrorist poses a nuclear bomb threat and the other field agents’ identities are compromised, Susan’s boss (Alison Janney) dispatches her overseas, because her face is unknown to the enemy. Besides, Susan’s had years of successful field training and this is the opportunity she’s been waiting for.
While her flustered colleague (Miranda Hart) serves as Susan’s liaison in the dingy, vermin-infested basement of CIA headquarters, her presence in Paris/Rome/Budapest enrages a chauvinistic veteran operative (Jason Statham), intrigues an overly-amorous Italian associate (Peter Serafinowicz) and bewilders a ruthless Bulgarian arms dealer (Rose Byrne).




