Wedding Crashers (2005)

This movie is not horrible. It's not good. I don't hate it. I know some people will definitely love it, but it was not what I was expecting, just not my cup of tea. Not the funniest comedy I ever saw, not close. The two main characters spend very little time actually crashing weddings. Instead, over half the movie takes place at the mansion of this one family, which is comprised of some of the most cringeworthy, horrible, and incredibly creepy in an uncomfortable way people. It was hard to watch a lot of the characters. The chemistry between the main friends and the main couple was however good. So, I don't know, if you like instalove, boobs, and incredibly uncomfortable situations, watch it? If you don't? Don't.

Wedding CrashersIt seems distracted from its track and is surprisingly long enough for you to wander off from the movie.

There are some movies that will have you rolling around on the floor laughing even if you've seen them a million times before. This film isn't one of them. I'm not saying it is a bad film but just not as funny as the first time I watched it back in 2005. That is because the humor in the film is more of a shock value kind of thing. So rewatching those scenes just aren't as good because you know what's coming. Regardless, if you're reading this review and you're looking for a comedy and you haven't seen this yet, then I highly recommend watching this film; especially if you like your comedies with a good amount of raunchiness.

Doesn't sound too promising, does it? Two aging adolescents -- Vincent Vaughan and Owen Wilson -- plan to crash lots of wedding in order to score.They'll introduce themselves as distant family members with adventurous but tragic pasts. They'll invent tales of their achievements. They'll wear Purple Hearts to the events. And it works. They stuff themselves on cake, oysters, and champagne and the beautiful girls are all over them. They dance to a hora at Jewish weddings. At Irish weddings, they present themselves this way, "My name is Sean O'Ryan and I want to get drunk."Then the inevitable happens. They crash the wedding party attended by the Secretary of State. (John McCain and James Carville do a cameo.) The Secretary is Christopher Walken and he has two gorgeous young daughters. Vaughan falls for the maniacal nympho, who is half his height and given to S/M. Wilson falls for the sensible Rachel McAdams, although she is already engaged to a snooty ex-preppy. It all works out. That's why this can be called a romantic comedy.Actually, the first half of the movie is pretty funny. Yes, the whole shtick is out of one of those raunchy teen-aged comedies, but these guys are funny.Vincent Vaughan is a tall, beefy loudmouth who seems to have trouble with comedy, although he's got some good lines. He's great as a cheerful villain, as he was in "Clay Pigeons," but light-heartedness almost defeats him and there's a speed bump whenever he has a scene.Owen Wilson, on the other hand, is good at light comedy. It's hard to imagine his doing anything else. When I first saw him on screen I didn't like him because he resembled Robert Redford, whom I loathe for being more handsome than I, but Wilson grows on you. You get to find that uneven nose endearing. It wanders down the center of his face, an archipelago of flesh.Christopher Walken is immediately funny. He can't help it. Even in dramatic parts, those wondering eyes, that curious gargle of a New York voice, conjure up the conviction that he thinks being in a movie is absurd, that EVERYTHING is absurd. Maybe he OD'd on Sartre in his youth. He'd be funny as King Lear.The guru behind this wedding-crashing business is Will Ferrell. I wish he were funny because he tries so hard, but maybe that's the problem, in addition to his chthonic visage. By the end, he's given up crashing weddings and now crashes funerals. He's not as funny as the doddering old mother he sponges off, the tiny lady who suddenly belows, "Chazz! It's a friend of yours! Get the f*** down here -- and put away your skateboard!" The "girls" are as good as the boys. Better even, because both Rachel McAdams and Isla Fisher are pretty girls. Fisher, as Walken's younger daughter, whacks off Vaughan under the table at the family dinner and leaves him tied up at night so that the family's creepy homosexual son can have a go at him. There is a rich hint of lunacy in her squint.Rachel McAdams is revoltingly cute. She could have been drawn by a cartoonist. Every singular feature is in its rightful place and her bottom wriggles deliciously when she walks.I got a kick out of it until it bogged down in its second half, when it got a little maudlin about true love being the awareness of one soul of a corresponding resonance in another soul or some such nonsense. Still, some of the lines show that a bit of thought went into them. "He's so dumb he thinks Moby Dick is a venereal disease."