In Bridesmaids, Kristen Wiig plays Annie, a Milwaukee woman on the verge of a nervous breakdown….. Her beloved bakery shop has just gone bust and her boyfriend’s left her. She’s forced to work in a dead-end jewelery shop serving happy couples buying engagement rings and she nurtures a horrible self-destructive fuckbuddy relationship with a rich and handsome cad. To meet the rent, she shares her apartment with a truly awful brother and sister from Blighty. The only beacon of light in her world is the news that her childhood friend, Lillian is getting married. Thence assembles a cast of hilariously mismatched supporting Bridesmaids whose antics put any bromance movie to shame.
In short, I loved it. But not because of the slapstick or the witty one liners, or the gross out bits or even the portrayal of Annie’s budding romance with a gawky Irish cop (“Really!” – oh, you had to be there….) No, I loved loved loved Kristen Wiig’s friendship with Maya Rudolph. They have the sweetest on-screen chemistry of any movie you’ll see this year.