I decided to watch the new Netflix movie Love Wedding Repeat because, like everyone else I know, I am stuck inside my house. Specifically, I am stuck inside my house and also the owner of a business that provides a service that many people currently don’t need. I say this not to place blame but to explain why in the world I have enough time to watch a full-length movie on a Wednesday morning.
Before I watched Love Wedding Repeat, I Googled, “Is ‘Love Wedding Repeat’ actually good?” I tried to read the Washington Post article that had the exact same headline as my search query. I hit a paywall and so bounced to this Vox article. It was an odd mix: the reviewer gave the movie 2.5 stars out of 5, used words like “derivative” in the same piece as words like “diverting and clever,” and ultimately concluded: “It doesn’t have much to say, but at least, it says it very pleasantly.”
Good enough for quarantine.
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Less than 10 minutes into watching Love Wedding Repeat, I had the thought: “None of this would have happened if they had a wedding planner.” I immediately cringed from the revelation because it’s just so egotistical. I am a wedding planner. OF COURSE I would think my job is indispensable.
Seriously, though, a wedding planner would never have squeezed the very important sleeping drops into an unsupervised champagne flute and walked away. A wedding planner would have hand-delivered that glass to the guest in question, escorted said guest to an isolated bedroom, and tucked that motherfucker in for night-night.
Before you assume that I’m just trying to make a case for my job, please let me explain: I am so not the right person to ask if every wedding needs a wedding planner. Might as well ask a dentist if you need to floss twice a day. No, you won’t die but, I mean, it’s not a bad idea to at least have some kind of plan. Even “Pick a friend who’s not your white bread brother to carry around drugs that are strong enough to knock out a horse” is a better plan than what these people had.
Which is why, I suppose, it’s a movie. And a pretty decent one, too. I haven’t giggled so much since mid-March. More importantly, Love Wedding Repeat has a happy ending and a happy ending, it turns out, is exactly what I need right now.