Let’s get right to the point. While most of the reviews are glowing, if Bridemaids was supposed to convince the world that “chicks are funny,” we’re screwed.
Dubbed “the female Hangover” by someone who was obviously high or paid to say it, the Universal film directed by Paul Feig fails to completely deliver on the very funny trailers.
Don’t get me wrong — there were several points where I laughed hysterically but even some of the inconsistent points of comedy dragged out longer than necessary.
The rest of the time, I spent either nodding off or praying for the ever so slowly creeping funny moment that was sure to come.
Maybe I just failed to connect with the desperate, annoying, selfish and attention-craving main character Annie, played by SNL‘s Kristen Wiig.
Picked as her best friend’s (Maya Rudolph) maid of honor, lovelorn and broke Annie looks to bluff her way through the expensive and bizarre rituals with an oddball group of bridesmaids (Rose Byrne, Melissa McCarthy, Wendi McLendon-Covey and Ellie Kemper).
The result is a jealous whiney friend that ruins most of her friend’s bridal plans and expects everyone to understand why she feels sorry for herself.
The intended “heartfelt” moments were boring and the funny moments would have been impossible without the support of pure raunchiness provided by Melissa McCarthy and Wendi McLendon-Covey.
By the time Annie gets her undeserved happy-ending with Nathan, played by Chris O’Dowd, I almost wished he had changed his mind and left her crying in a pitiful lump.
I love vomit, poop, and cursing as much as the next chick, but those attributes are not enough to carry this rest of this weak film.
As someone who typically loves to see films a hundred times over, I never want to see Bridesmaids again and clearly do not recommend that you waste the time or money seeing it either.