So you know that situation, when there’s someone who likes you, but you really don’t feel same way, so you decide to be friends, but then they start liking someone else and you realise you liked them all along?
Congratulations people, My Best Friend’s Wedding is one of the few films in existence that you can actually relate to!
Julia Roberts, aka Cool Auntie of the World, plays Jules, a food critic in her late-twenties whose university friend, Michael, has just got engaged to simpery blonde, irritatingly perfect 20-year-old daddy’s girl, Kim, played by a young and fresh Cameron Diaz. One problem: Jules is kind of in love with Michael. And let’s be honest, who can blame her, it’s Dermot Mulroney. He has that crooked smile and shiny hair and he looks so damned fine in a suit.
In true, Class A Bitch, anti-hero fashion, Jules sets out to sabotage the fast-approaching nuptials, with the aid of ultimate GBFF, George, played FABULOUSLY by Rupert Everett.
Jules is a formidable force of redheaded nature, and we can tell right away from the speedy opening of chefs falling over each other to get a dish to her table. She tries everything to split the happy couple up; from the moderately harsh, like forcing Kim to sing karaoke when she knows that she has the singing talent of a cat with tonsillitis, to the downright devious, like getting her obviously gay friend George to come and pretend to be her fiancé.
There are some cracking scenes because of this outstanding ensemble cast: one involving George and the wedding party turning family lunch into a Dionne Warwick sing-a-long (during which George remarks on wonderment of Jules’ hair. One point for the gingers, I think!) And there’s a heart-wrenching moment on a boat between Michael and Jules.
She’s probably the most unlovable character ever created by Hollywood, but she also happens to be the most relatable. The feeling that is so eloquently described by George as “the clarity that comes with psychotic jealousy” is felt by everyone when someone they love is in love with another. A younger, blonder, richer, luckier, more passive version of yourself.
This film is a rollercoaster ride of emotions. One minute you’re giggling at Julianne’s clumsy antics and George’s one-liners, the next you’re weeping at the state of Jules and Michael’s relationship. And after that, you want to punch the screen where it meets Kim’s nose. But if nothing else, you will love it for Julia Roberts. Everyone loves Auntie Julia. Even if it’s just for her hilariously contagious cackle when she laughs.
That great (yet cringey) moment when the entire cast breaks into song: