Wedding Crashers is a juvenile comedy, but a really good one. The premise is formulaic and we've all seen this kind of movie before. But Wedding Crashers makes for one funny movie and is worth watching, but it falls short of what it could have been. The movie runs out of steam at the end, because it slaughters you right off the bat, but doesn't follow through.
So here goes. John and Jeremy are professional wedding crashers and they do it well. The opening of the movie shows them crashing every imaginable wedding, even Asian and Indian weddings where their soda-cracker complexions stick out but they still get in. They don't go straight for the honeys; they befriend the whole family at the weddings and make themselves major players, cutting the cake, holding up the spouses on the chairs as if they were truly part of the family. The end result is them bedding all the women under the romantic influence of weddings with their charm and wit. It is hysterical and I have rarely laughed so hard at a movie. I think that most movies usually censor themselves so much that the comedy is gone. Not here. The humour is crude, rude and dirty... the best kind of course. No matter how smart a joke is, the dirty ones always get the best laughs because of human nature.
Speaking of dirty humour, the more conservative-minded folks should stay away from this movie and I'm sure the Christian-right reviewers will have guilt and shame-induced heart attacks. This movie holds no punches when it comes to sex and the pigs that we men are. It also reminds me of the American Pie series, but set to adults.
Now eventually, our buddy John Beckwith (Owen Wilson) gets a crisis of conscience after one of his conquests asks him just how full of shit he is. 50% or completely? But his buddy Jeremy (Vince Vaugh) wants to hit one last wedding for the crashing season, the "Kentucky Derby of crashes" he calls it.
So off they go and of course the plot thickens when John meets Claire Cleary (the walking sculpture of beauty, Rachel McAdams) and completely falls in love with her. While Jeremy gets busy with her sister, Gloria (equally pretty and sexy, Isla Ficher) who turns out to be one insanely possessive nymphomaniac. Before you know it they are off to the Cleary's summer home. Where the hi-jinks really get crazy, including an under-the-table hand-job that is probably the most embarrassingly funny moment of the movie. Now of course, with such a premise, they get busted by a snot-nosed fiancé (who is even dirtier than our crashers) which ends with John pleading Claire to forgive him.