Both roles are thankless, although Hathaway as the friend who’s always labelled as the nice one but secretly wants to be a bit of a bitch sometimes, is greatly more sympathetic. Because Liv does much more things to ruin Emma’s wedding than she does to ruin Liv’s, it’s impossible to believe that Emma would forgive such obvious bullying. Liv’s only sympathetic quality is that she used to be fat, which apparently is an excuse for being a bitch. The film doesn’t promote the importance of friendship but rather uses friendship to excuse horrible behaviour. Why genuine friends would sabotage each other’s dreams doesn’t really matter because they’re friends for life and such things are par for the course in any friendship.
For some unknown reason, the film is narrated by a crazy wedding planner, who promotes the lobotomised theory that women are not complete until they are married. Seemingly meant to be an amusing exaggeration of how women go crazy over weddings, the character rings completely false, as does almost every character in the film. The poor men (Chris Pratt and Steve Howey) are simply accessories, existing purely as an excuse for the female leads to get married.
It is awful and yet entertaining in how distorted its perception is- reminiscent of this advertising masterpiece.