The Sandy Bullock and Melissa McCarthy Buddy Cop Movie

I still remember my reaction when I first heard about The Heat, the upcoming Sandra Bullock/Melissa McCarthy buddy cop movie, as clearly as if it happened yesterday. I was on break at work, praying for a quick death to end my misery. You see, the night before, I had gone out to celebrate my birthday and this Dame had a little bit too much to drink. I was so hungover that, thirty minutes before I had to be in, I could barely move from my couch. Miraculously, I somehow made my way to work--on time, mind you!--only to find out as soon as I got in that I had to go out in the hot sun and get carts. So, by the time my break rolled around, I was not a happy camper. But then I got a Twitter notification from Will on my phone: Sandy Bullock and Melissa McCarthy are doing a buddy cop movie together. To this day, I'm not sure if it was because of my sickness, the heat or a surprise surge of hormones, but I damn near cried reading that. Yes, in the middle of the breakroom, I nearly cried over the vaguest of film plots and casting news. Have I reached a new level of cinephilia?

The reason I mention all this is because photographic evidence that this movie is actually going to happen and isn't just some cruel practical joke the world is playing on me has (finally) turned up:

Holy fuck. I was already sold before this, but now I want to have nasty sex with this picture. They are such badasses. As I said on Twitter, I am so excited for this movie I could cry, vomit and shit my pants all at the same time.

Every since the day I heard about this movie, I prayed and prayed to Oprah that the casting wouldn't fall through and we'd be stuck with Katherine Heigl and Octavia Spencer. Because, in all honesty, the main reason I'm excited for The Heat is because of Sandy and Melissa. With anyone else, this would barely be worth tweeting about. But Sandy and Melissa are so dear to me on their own (we all remember how hard I stanned for them in the respective years they were nominated for Oscars) the thought of them together is almost too much for me to handle. They have such wildly different comic personas--Sandy is simultaneously self-deprecating and goofy while Melissa's style is more balls-to-the-wall, in-your-face improv--I'm eager to see how well they work together. And with Bridesmaids director Paul Feig in their corner, I feel like this one will be hard to fuck up.