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Saturday, May 14, 2011
By now you've likely received a memo from the internet. It read: "dear person using me, if you are a dude, watching Bridesmaids will not result in loss of your balls. Don't be an ass. Love, the Internet." You should listen to the internet. You spend a lot of time together. While the TV ad spots do a poor job of differentiating the Judd Apatow-produced Bridesmaids from your generic, "chick flicky" 27 Dresses or Bride Wars (i.e.: pounding a poorly placed P!nk song over cheap physical gags and "eeee, weddings!" we are girls and this is so girly shenanigans) it is a pure, unadulterated comedy for masses both female and male. You've heard that Bridesmaids is the "female Hangover," perhaps, or that it proves that "women are funny." Both of these are fairly misogynist generalizations. That said, yes, this film does bear some resemblance to the Hangover in that it's also a wedding party comedy. And, indeed, these women are very, very funny...