‘The Wrong Missy’ is a Miss
The characters aren’t likable, the story is predictable and the humor is either disgusting, obnoxious, or uncomfortable. The Wrong Missy is a mess of a film and it’s not really worth your time.

Vicky goes to Paris to become an actress and ends up as a hostess in a phone sex company. Her friend Jimmy, who lives in the Camargue, discovers her on the cover of a famous magazine. Back in Paris, he meets Zoe, an eight-year-old girl who will help him find Vicky.
The characters aren’t likable, the story is predictable and the humor is either disgusting, obnoxious, or uncomfortable. The Wrong Missy is a mess of a film and it’s not really worth your time.
As noted in the headline, I didn’t like this movie. Not to say it’s the worst thing ever, but it’s just…meh. Nothing much to it. Very generic. No surprises. At the very least, the cast is diverse so I’ll give it that.
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