Wedding Crashers

Vince Vaughn and Owen Wilson play Jeremy and John, a pair of oversexed divorce mediators. When the spouses are yelling at each other about who gets the frequent flyer miles, these two manage to talk some sense into them and get the case resolved. The side effect of this is that they are really good at talking rubbish in order to get people to do what they want, especially women. This fits in perfectly with their hobby of crashing weddings. They've turned rudeness into a strategic art, memorizing rules of ingratiating themselves with people on their way to the bridesmaids. Rules such as No. 32: Don't lay claim to a relative unless you're positive they have a pulse. They can sense a throbbing libido a mile away, and will lie, steal or make balloon animals for children to capture it.

Love is the last thing on their minds until John spots Claire Clearly (Rachel McAdams) at her sister's wedding and is smitten. She's the daughter of U.S. Secretary of the Treasury and already engaged. Now don't be fooled, it sounds like this is about to turn into a standard chic-flick but instead it just gets funnier. Jeremy hooks up with her sister Gloria (Isla Fisher) who's a little too eager to confess her virginity. Jeremy wants to escape, and John wants to stay, a conflict that explodes when they're invited to a family weekend under false pretences.

Wilson's timing with Vaughn is impeccable; they build upon each other's sneaky thoughts like old pals, not actors who have memorized a script. This movie is not the first of its kind that's for sure and most of the stuff you'd expect from reading the basic outline is there but as a light hearted laugh a minute movie it does the job

Michelle Foy