I like to drink beer and watch movies. My theatre major son watches them with me. He drinks soda. I was mindlessly going along with this story until my son opined that it was crap. Suddenly the blinders of favorable hype were lifted. It was crap. The female protagonist is not a character to advocate. She sleeps with the best man upon first meeting him. No woman, substance abuser or not, is that reckless and slutty. There are scenes after scenes of superficial interactions between the wedding party members that are utterly unconvincing. The dishwasher scene and its finale are preposterous. I am embarrassed that I liked this film at any point. It is just that I adore Ann Hathaway as a woman and as an actress. This film is what you would get if Tod Solanz made a Altmanesque movie about a wedding. Something not remotely reflecting the lives of any people who ever lived on this planet.
Even if you suspend your belief in the validity of the emotions and actions of the characters, there is nothing to see here. Move along folks.
Even if you suspend your belief in the validity of the emotions and actions of the characters, there is nothing to see here. Move along folks.