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Sunday, July 17, 2005

Wedding Crashers review

Being couped up in the house after surgery is not really my cup of tea. So last night I convinced my dad to go see Wedding Crashers with me. I think Wesley Morris' review in The Boston Globe sums it up well:

''Wedding Crashers," a salty and riotous new comedy, is the antidote to Hollywood's recent string of refried plots and allegorical disasters. Boldly, it embraces what too few big movies have this summer: fun. Some of you might recall how that feels: You enter the megaplex in anticipation, you leave in delight.

These are truly the kind of movies that I live for. I was once asked by someone: if I had to choose to see one genre of movie for the rest of my life, what would it be? And I would have to say it would be this brand of situational comedy that I couldn't live without. I've been a fan of Vince Vaughn and Owen Wilson for quite some time, and they definitely delivered in this movie. Their chemistry together as two bulls**ters that like to crash weddings was a riot. The montages that appear within the first 20 minutes give you a glimpse of the kind of hilarious, immature, "desperate bachelor" antics we were going to be exposed to for the rest of the movie. Clearly these guys are pros at what they do: they know how to fake background stories as to how they are related to the bride or groom, take part in various cultural traditions associated with weddings (mainly Jewish, Italian, and Indian dancing), and most of all, how to reel in the attractive bridesmaids. I was enjoying myself from almost the second the movie started.

The bulk of the film deals with one of the bigger DC-area weddings at the end of the "season": the marriage of the Secretary of Treasury (played by Christopher Walken)'s oldest daughter to a wealthy attorney. Of course, the wedding crashers have to be there for the usual reasons: mooching off the various assortment of finger foods ("Don't touch the crab cakes, they're mine," exclaims Vaughn at one point) and trying to score with the ladies. To make a long story short, the two partners in crime end up biting off WAY more than they can chew and get invited to stay at the Secretary's home for the weekend after-party. Oh crap. This is against the wedding crasher code: never stay longer than you need to because your bulls**t stories are bound to run out at some point. But Owen's character insists to Vaughn that he wants to stay to pursue a particularly attractive younger daughter of the Secretary (Claire, played by Rachel McAdams from Mean Girls). Meanwhile, Vaughn can't shake off the clingy "virgin" daughter that he met at the wedding, who continually insists that she has fallen for him. Yikes.

To make a long story short, the two guys find themselves in a hell of a jam that they eventually, like all good situational comedies, find a way to get out of. The moral of the story catches up with them by the end of the movie as well, which was clear from the beginning: the bachelor lifestyle will never fully make you happy... at some point you will find your true love and decide that you're better off settling down. Regardless of the mushy ending that you knew was coming, this movie was hilarious and I would recommend it to anyone looking for a good time.

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