The film starts out with a near-miss between Jack (Sam Claflin, his worst character ever, horrendous acting and Dina (Olivia Munn), a goodbye that should have ended with a kiss, but fate had other ideas, and three years later they meet again at the Italian wedding of Jack’s sister Hayley (Eleanor Tomlinson, an excellent actress playing a ridiculous role) As a Judi Dench-sounding narrator tells us, romance can be affected by the slightest of deviation within our daily lives and at a wedding, if place settings were to be moved around, the course of true love could go from running smoothly to not running at all.
And so writer-director Dean Craig plays musical chairs with “the English table” – Jack, Dina, Jack’s “nightmare ex” Amanda (Freida Pinto) and her insecure new boyfriend Chaz (Allan Mustafa), boring kilt-wearing non-Scot Sidney (Tim Key), intense Rebecca (Aisling Bea), wannabe actor and “man” of honour Bryan (Joel Fry) and Marc (Jack Farthing), an uninvited coked-up former fling of the bride who threatens to ruin the whole day. We see their chaotic escapades play out before then rewinding to see what could also have happened if they’d been seated differently. Hilarity should ensue either way except that it doesn’t, replaced with the odd smirk along the way instead. My great disappointment has been Sam Claflin, perhaps one of the best English actors of our time) assuming such absurd character, which is quite crystal clear that the writer and the director were responsibles for this complète disaster