(2011) (Paul Feig)
A long, slow-motion descent into the maelstrom for Kristen Wiig, a selfish, damaged, pretty, self-pitying gal with a drinking problem, and jealousy issues. It is a bit of a plod, saved by her romance with Chris O’Dowd and three deathless scenes: the bridal fitting after lunch at a very dodgy eatery; the plane trip to Vegas, and the bridal shower. It’s where America is now, unfortunately: resilient but mad, mad with self-love.
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