This movie is sheer crazy and pretty outrageous most of the time (ding ding: “crude warning”!). Which isn’t to say it’s not enjoyable to sit through another zany wedding movie. Kristen Wiig sort of saves the whole kit and caboodle (just wanted to use that phase) as a maid of honor whose life has hit rock bottom but tries to pull off all the rituals that go with the territory; along the way she battles another of the bridesmaids for maid of honor status. Wiig’s face during the movie and the tennis scene alone are probably worth the price of admission. It could have done without the whole food-poison-gross-out stuff, hello?! you kiddin’ me. Some scenes fall a bit flat, like on the airplane, or the strange roommates (?!), but others find their mark: gotta go with the tennis scene (AC/DC!), and the Wilson Phillips singalong is a schmaltzy crackup.
Wiig is pretty hilarious. If you like her on “Saturday Night Live,” you’ll like her here. Her character, Annie, is a mess: broke, left by her boyfriend and living with wacko roommates. She’s on the precipice of a breakdown. It’s safe to say: the wedding duties send her over the edge. Good to see another “SNL” alum, Maya Rudolph, as the bride. (Her “Bronx Beat” skits on SNL still make me laugh just thinking of them. Oh god the one with Jake Gyllenhaal?!) Anyways it’s a bit sad to see Jill Clayburgh in her final role here. Here’s to you, Jill.
It sort of reminds me, which are the funniest wedding flicks in memory? If you had to pick for a desert island, they might include: “The Hangover” “Wedding Crashers,” “Four Weddings & a Funeral,” “My Best Friend’s Wedding,” “The Wedding Singer” … and perhaps a light sprinkling of “Bridesmaids.”
