audience thrashers....

Rating: 2/10 (15 December 2007)

Movies are about escapism, yes. But what the frig world did this gas-brained comedy take place in? Weddings that have the atmosphere of one of those overblown Academy Award dance numbers; where every sexy woman is a no-nonsense slut; and rich families portrayed not only as dysfunctional, but that would require sixteen closets to hide the skeletons and black sheep.
As far as the cast, Vaughn, he's an okay actor. He has that puffy, charismatic every-guy quality that can work at times. Wilson on the other hand...a short, youthfully-faced dweeb who looks like he has a 30-year-old wig on his head. Walken (as usual) can just make you laugh with his now patented vocal approach, and Seymour now officially qualifies as a GILF who could steam up a teenager.
But this dead, wish-fullfillment screenplay gives no one anything unique to do in the slightest, and leaves you raging your fists at the skies as to why it made so much money. When you constantly see major league athletes listing this as their favorite movie of *ALL TIME*, you know the fabric of the universe is in a catastrophicly failing flux.
We've all been to weddings, right? Let me follow that up with this: when have you *ever* come close to experiencing anything like this? If you have, write a book, I'd love to read it. For me, been to about 15 weddings in my life, and allow me to summarize *my* experience: *EVERY*, every woman comes with a date. There are no hot, single, promiscuous bimbos hoping to get nailed; nobody takes to the dance floor in frenzied abandon to hoist people into the air; the food sucks; and everybody wants to leave the reception after about an hour.
Now, make *that* into a watchable film. I have a feeling a story about a group of downtrodden losers stuck in that situation would fare better than this.