Bridesmaids is the newest film by Paul Feig, written by Kristen Wiig and Annie Mumolo and starring Kristen Wiig, Maya Rudolph, Rose Byrne, Melissa McCarthy, Matt Lucas, Rebel Wilson, Chris O’Dowd, Jon Hamm.
When Annie’s (Kristen Wiig) best friend Lillian (Maya Rudolph) gets married, Annie is happy for her. But then Annie meets Lillian’s boss’s wife Helen (Rose Byrne) who has taken on a more and more important role in Lillian’s life. What starts off as a slightly ridiculous rivalry between Annie and Helen, soon ends in Annie having a full-fledged crisis and her starting to ruin Lillian’s wedding preparations.
I was hesitant to see Bridesmaids since it’s basically touted als The Hangover in pink (hence for women) and I hated The Hangover with an inordinate passion. Surprisingly, I didn’t hate it. Bridesmaids does have some good parts to it, though it also has its fair share of fecal humor which I’ll never get. Will it become my new go-to comedy? No. But I also didn’t regret seeing it.
I’m still pretty certain that neither I nor my sister with whom I saw the film found it as funny as the rest of the audience in the cinema. But the film really does have its moments, mostly due to Kristen Wiig who is just a really excellent comedian, Maya Rudolph who provides the necessary… gravitas is probably too strong a word, maybe emotional content is the right expression: She’s funny without you really noticing because she’s also very touching in her performance. And, last but not least, Chris O’Dowd who finally gets to show how cute he is. [Hey, I’m a fan of The IT Crowd, it’s a brilliant, weird, awesome show and both Chris O’Dowd and Richard Ayoade are great. But they’re also both good-looking guys who play not-good-looking guys and sometimes it’s just nice to see their good looks without feeling that it’s out of character. If that makes any sense at all.]*
Anyway, what I’m saying is that the cast was pretty good. Only Melissa McCarthy just wasn’t able to sell me her character Megan. Which has less to do with her acting skills than the way Megan was written: with a healthy dollop of fat-hate.
And apart from Megan, there were also the moments of puking/diarrhea/general fecal humor that are just plain uninteresting. I feel like such an intellectual snob when I say this – and I probably am – but just mentioning poop isn’t funny when you’re older than, say, 4 years. It’s okay to strike the poop-jokes from the script. Really. I swear.
But fortunately the movie doesn’t rely too much on these jokes. So what you end up with is a film about female friendships with mostly good characters. And since there are too little of those around, it gets my applause.
*I wrote much more about The IT Crowd than a review of Bridesmaids should probably have prompted. Oh well.