Three friends are asked to be bridesmaids at a wedding of a woman they used to ridicule back in high school.
The cruelty is breathtaking, at least until the third act decides to soften the edges, but like a bride speaking during the wedding toasts, the most remarkable thing about Bachelorette is not whether it’s accomplished, but that it’s done at all.
It might not be getting the saturation marketing campaign allocated to Bridesmaids or This is the End, but this is simply one of the best of its druggy-slackers-go-bananas genre. And such beautiful women haven’t been allowed to be so funny since Gentlemen Prefer Blondes.
Though Dunst and Fisher are clearly relishing the chance to cut loose, it’s Caplan – as the most damaged of the three – who emerges as the film’s real star. It also marks Headland out as a talent to watch.
Give me a nice Audrey Hepburn film any day.
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Leslye Headland's abrasive adaptation of her own stage play splits the difference between Bridesmaids and TV's Girls.
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