Melissa McCarthy is one of the funniest comedians ever. Not funniest female comedian. Not funniest fat comedian. Just simply one of the funniest comedians to ever walk the face of the earth. She’s simply fearless. Bridesmaids was a marvelous movie showing that not only are women funny, but they can tackle comedic domains normally presided over by men, including bathroom humor. McCarthy’s character hitting on the Air Marshal had me laughing so hard I had tears streaming down my face. Her hosting gig on SNL was one of the funniest things I have ever seen. Melissa McCarthy is a comedic genius.
So of course when reviewing her latest movie, known idiot Rex Reed decided to repeatedly call her fat. I found this mind-boggling. Perhaps it is part of this strange animosity some celebrity critics sometimes exhibit towards women, but then I remembered that Tom & Lorenzo, the great analysts of celebrity fashion, have never exhibited an ounce of fat-shaming in their analysis of McCarthy (they often wish she’d stop trying to hide her body in voluminous dresses), and often heap praise on Octavia Spencer. So if the two hottest style-critics around are down with celebrating the beauty and talent of plus-sized women, then I think it’s safe to say Rex Reed is an anachronism.
Apparently when confronted with genius, Rex Reed cowardly resorts to cheap digs. Frank Sinatra may be one of the most beloved entertainers on the planet. There is a very good chance my parents were conceived because of his music. Whatever critiques you might have about Ol’ Blue Eyes, no one could deny he was a musical genius. No one could sell a song like Frankie. Before Bieber fever, The Beatles, or Elvis, there were hordes of girls screaming for Frank Sinatra. So what was Rex Reed’s reaction to the crooner’s comeback in 1974? He called him Porky Pig.
Just as Hollywood is rallying around Melissa McCarthy now, so did the famous scold Rex Reed over his shallow, spiteful comments about Sinatra. In fact, the best response was from Jerry Lewis, who sent him a “blank check” gift certificate to a mental health facility.
Really, this isn’t a story about fat-shaming as much as it is about the need for petty people to undermine those with talent. This is a guy that has dumped on Frank Sinatra, Wes Anderson, Chris Nolan, and Marisa Tomei. This is a guy who has a fuzzy grasp on reality. If he hates you, you’re in really awesome company.
So forget about Reed, Melissa. You’re a genius. Don’t let the guy from one of the worst films of all-time get under your skin. For you, and for any other women who need a palate cleanser after this story, I offer some encouragement from one of my new favorite songs.