The Wedding Date

Here’s the setup: woman hires male escort to her ex-fiancé’s wedding to look good. Guess what happens. Seriously, take a wild, manic guess. Yep, you’re right, it does exactly that, with all the plot beats you’d expect and none of the wit to sell the whole thing. The most interesting part about the film is that it grossed three times its eight-digit budget—wasteful spending all around, really. It isn’t even hilariously bad. This is as bland as Kate Hudson eating plain crackers on a syndicated repeat of “Blue Bloods”. A soul-sucking, vacuous experience done far, far better decades ago.

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