Suddenly, a familiar song. And, you’re off your chair in one, exquisite movement. Wondering, searching, sniffing the wind like a dapple deer. Has God heard your little prayer? Will Cinderella dance again? And then, suddenly, the crowds part and there he is: sleek, stylish…radiant with charisma. Bizarrely, he’s on the telephone. But then, so are you. And then he comes towards you, the moves of a jungle cat. Although you quite correctly sense that he is gay…like most devastatingly handsome single men of his age are, you think… what the hell. Life goes on. Maybe there won’t be marriage… maybe there won’t be sex… but, by God, there’ll be dancing.
An Alternate Scene for getting Diana and Saero together.
Saero, distraught on how to win the affections of his lady love runs to Mika Anderson for advice. Mika, deciding to take methods into her own hands, tells Saero to play hard-to-get and flirt with Rabbit.
This catches Diana’s attention and Diana turns to Mika for help…
Hilarity ensues in the form of Creme Brulee and Jell-O
My Best Friend’s Wedding is arguable one of the best romantic comedies of all time and I’ll tell you why:
It hits all the classic romantic comedy cues (the misunderstanding, wacky supporting characters, a wedding at the end, chase scene, etc) without feeling stale
The main character is a successful but incredibly flawed (without being fucking clumsy) female anti-hero
She does terrible things but recognizes that and learns from her mistakes
And in the end, instead of breaking up her friend’s wedding and making a mess of her entire life, she realizes that some things are more important than romantic love, sometimes you don’t always win but you can still be happy with your friends and family!!!
How many movies, let alone romantic comedies, end with the female protagonist getting her heart broken but realizing that it’s for the best and that maybe she DOESN’T need a man after all?
Not to mention it has countless perfect set ups and executions
Which is why if you haven’t been watching this over and over since 1997 you’re just plain wrong!
Michael, I love you. I’ve loved you for nine years. I’ve just been too arrogant and scared to realize it, and, well, now, I’m just scared, so - I-I-I realize this comes at a very inopportune time, but I really have this gigantic favor to ask of you. Choose me. M-marry me. Let me make you happy. Oh, that sounds like three favors, doesn’t it?