The biggest crime of "The Spy Who Dumped Me" isn’t its dearth of humor or reliance on an unimaginative espionage plot but the way it wastes the talents of its leads.
It’s supposed to be a screwball comedy but someone forgot to include the laughs.
This is what ‘80s comedies were and all of them, "Better Off Dead" included, are more valuable today as time capsules than as artistic endeavors.
A tonal mess and its inconsistencies make it a frustrating viewing experience.
Unfortunately, a worthy message doesn’t necessarily equate to a good movie and, in this case, the inequality is evident.
Viewers are saddled with a generic slasher flick, a predictably high body count, and a story that relies more on gore than suspense for its substance.