It's an interesting weekend. I can't honestly claim to have enjoyed either "White House Down" or "The Heat," but I would say that in both cases, if you look at the trailer and it looks like something you're interested in, go. You'll absolutely enjoy yourself.
If you want to see Channing Tatum and Jamie Foxx make jokes and play "Die Hard," you'll get your money's worth. And if you think two hours of Melissa McCarthy wringing variations out of the word "fuck" while Sandra Bullock plays a tight-ass sounds hilarious, "The Heat" is going to be your favorite movie this summer.
I would give "The Heat" a truth in advertising award because they are selling you exactly the movie they made. Paul Feig is a very funny man, and working from the script by Katie Dippold, he's made exactly what he set out to make… a buddy cop film with two women in the leads. Nothing more, nothing less. In its own way, it's sort of quietly revolutionary just because they don't dress it up or pretend it's more significant. I know that when I went to go see "Beverly Hills Cop" or "Running Scared" or "Midnight Run" or whatever… what I was buying a ticket for was the combination of the specific comic personas and some gun play and car chases. It's a pretty simple formula, and "The Heat" plays by the rules, start to finish.