This version is better. It gets to the core faster and keeps the whole piece centered on one idea: Missy should be unbearable, but somehow she’s hilarious.

I’d make only a few small rhythm edits:

Comedy is probably the hardest genre to recommend.

You can tell me a thriller is well made. You can tell me a drama has great performances. You can tell me an action movie has an incredible car chase.

But funny?

Either you laugh or you don’t.

And The Wrong Missy made me laugh a lot.

That surprised me, because this is exactly the kind of comedy I usually expect to wear out its welcome. It’s crude. It’s broad. The characters are exaggerated. The entire movie is built around one person behaving so badly that every normal human being in the room should probably just leave.

Usually, that gets old.

Here, it somehow gets funnier.

David Spade plays Tim, a guy who meets a woman he really likes and decides to invite her on a company retreat to Hawaii. Unfortunately, he has two women named Melissa in his phone.

He invites the wrong one.

The wrong Melissa is Missy, played by Lauren Lapkus, a blind date Tim already knows is a complete disaster. She’s inappropriate, impulsive, aggressive, weirdly confident and apparently incapable of entering a normal social situation without immediately making it much, much worse.

That sounds like a character who should become unbearable about fifteen minutes into the movie.

She doesn’t.

A lot of that is Lapkus. Every time you think Missy has probably reached the limit of what she can reasonably do in public, she finds another gear.

I can absolutely understand someone finding Missy exhausting. In real life, five minutes with this woman might be enough to make you fake your own death.

But this isn’t real life.

It’s 90 minutes in Hawaii with David Spade desperately trying to contain a human tornado.

And I laughed through a surprising amount of it.

For a comedy, that’s enough.

I’d publish that. The “fake your own death” → “But this isn’t real life” sequence is especially good.