Regan (Kirsten Dunst), Katie (Isla Fisher) and Gena (Lizzy Caplan) have been friends since high school. The fourth member of their gang was Becky (Rebel Wilson), and right at the beginning of this movie Becky announces that she is getting married. This does not sit right with Regan at all. Because she is the skinny one who thinks that she deserves to have gotten married first–or at least before the fat girl got married.
Yes this is that kind of movie.
Where the mean girls are all grown up and behave like self-obsession is a fundamental right.
So Regan is the uptight Maid-Of-Honor-From-Hell, Gena is the String-Of-Bad-Personal-Choices girl who isn’t over her high school boyfriend Clyde (Adam Scott) and Katie is the ditz who is always one cry for help-away from actually doing herself some serious harm. And these are the girls this movie focuses on in the twelve hours preceding the wedding.
The actions of these three women are vile at worst and boring and repetitive at best. Maybe real world people behave like this all the time but at least they are aware of the mitigating circumstances surrounding their lives. In a movie that is under ninety minutes long, I don’t know how I am supposed to develop a single shred of empathy for characters who do copious amounts of drugs, visit a strip club, bitch about the bride behind her back, and rip her wedding dress; then one of them overdoses while another one hooks up with a man who isn’t her boyfriend, and this litany of bad behavior plays out as a series of cheap shots and self-aggrandizing. Which is just not funny.
Final Analysis: The real trouble with this movie is that it doesn’t go far enough. It’s almost like somebody saw an initial cut of the film and decided that there was no way this thing was going to play well for civilized audiences. So they started dialing back the crazy. Well, it didn’t work.
My Advice: Watch Bridesmaids instead. It was a far funnier movie.