Bride Wars was on Premiere all of last week and sensing a dry and humdrum collection of movies on the telly, it became my vacuous film of choice to view again and again. Starring Kate Hudson and Anne Hathaway as best friends from childhood Liv and Emma who became arch enemies because of a technicality in their wedding date and venue. Their soirees got booked on the same day at The Plaza. C’mon girls. There are many more beautiful places in New York to hold a wedding. Remember the gorgeous library in SATC or that picturesque wedding in 27 dresses? Narrated by Candice Bergen who plays Marianne St. Claire, the best wedding planner in Manhattan, it’s a fairy tale for the Hudson-Hathaway generation. Liv (Hudson) is a lawyer living with her hedge funder fiance while Emma (Hathaway) is a middle-school teacher engaged to a stuffy accountant. There’s no way of course for Emma to afford the exorbitant cost of hiring a pre-eminent wedding planner and a wedding and reception at The Plaza, even though she was penny-pinching for a decade. Unless she’s the heiress around town and her parents would foot the bill or her fiance is a scion of a millionaire family. Perceiving from the size of their apartment, not so likely. While Liv’s station is also not the idyllic, picture perfect mirage, at least hers is more or less believable, with that spacious digs and highly-paid job.
Both girls are not amenable to a double wedding. Their solution was to lock horns in a series of childish pranks that would test each other’s breaking point. But since this is a chick flick, romcom magical celluloid, all’s well at curtain call. It’s a photogenic movie with both brides projecting undeniable radiance while their grooms look pale in the background. I actually enjoyed the flick but knowing me and my saccharine choices, that’s no surprise.
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