NEW YORK DAILY NEWS
Wednesday, December 16, 2015, 12:45 AM
Tina Fey and Amy Poehler continue their comic winning streak with “Sisters,” a gross-out comedy motored by girl power that’s funnier than hell. Raunchier, too.
Fey plays Kate, a single mom whose life is all about chaos. Poehler is her recently divorced sibling Maura, who’s all about control. They have one thing in common: Neither is content.
They reunite when their parents (the sly and dry Dianne Wiest and James Brolin) announce they’re selling the family home in Florida.
Cleaning up their girlhood room and reading passages from their old diaries — Kate’s entries are about doing guys, Maura’s are about doing good deeds — they decide to throw one last giant blow-out and to switch roles. Kate will stay sober. Maura will cut loose with James (Ike Barinholtz), a hunky Mr. Fix-It who lives nearby.
They invite their high school buds, some locals and a well-stocked drug dealer.
Quicker than you can say “Risky Business,” the bash goes from middle-age Dullsville to major disaster zone with people bouncing off — and through — the walls. One guest ends up with a ballerina music box lodged where the sun don’t shine. It’s that kind of humor — and it works.
Tina Fey (r.) plays Kate, a single mom whose life is all about chaos. Amy Poehler (l.) is her recently divorced sibling Maura, who’s all about control.
Along the way, Kate and Maura finally face up to growing up and leaving the past behind.
The screenplay by “Saturday Night Live” writer Paula Pell cranks up the potty-mouth and penis jokes and keeps the after-school-special-style lessons to a minimum. Despite a few sags here and there, director Jason Moore (“Pitch Perfect”) keeps the movie momentum going.
It’s a blast seeing Fey’s nasty side as Kate, who drops an F-bomb with every other breath. Poehler’s encounter with a Korean manicurist, Hae-Won, (Greta Lee) is flat-out hilarious.
“SNL”-ers Maya Rudolph, as a local bi-yatch, Bobby Moynihan as a lame but sweet geek and Rachel Dratch as a morose woman who’s desperate to stop the clock all lend able support.
Leave it to Fey and Poehler, who’ve scored laughs together on “SNL,” the film “Baby Mama” and as awards show hosts to open a movie against the new “Star Wars” chapter.
Thanks to Tinseltown’s queens of comedy, the farce awakens — with poop jokes, not light sabers.