Made of Honor: Critic Reviews

Made of Honor is a nice cookie-cutter comedy, no more and no less, but Dempsey, with his relaxed charm, and Monaghan, with her soft and peachy sensual spark, rise to the challenge of making friendship look like the wellspring of true love.

The romantic comedy Made of Honor adds tart satirical flavors to a cotton-candy formula without sabotaging the sugar rush.

A film to leave at the altar.

Though he has the requisite charm for a romantic comedy, McDreamy has picked a pretty nightmarish project to showcase his talents.

At its best, a romantic comedy celebrates one of humanity's greatest yearnings: to give and to find the love of a lifetime. At its worst (and this is where Made of Honor comes in), it can leave you with a bad taste, not just in your mouth but in your soul

Made of Honor is a retread -- My Best Friend's Wedding with the genders reversed and the brains removed. Chick flicks this calculated should come with enough Scorpion Bowls to numb the pain.

Director Paul Weiland and the three (!) screenwriters it took to boil down thousands of bad movies into 101 minutes haven't provided this one with a single original thought.

The cinematic equivalent of a cookie-cutter wedding, Made of Honor ultimately feels a little depressing. Shouldn't any major event, from getting married to making a movie, inspire some hint of passion and creativity?

Dempsey and Monaghan -- and the rest of the cast, for that matter -- give it their all, but it just isn't enough to lift this formulaic nonsense out of the stew of mediocrity in which it merely simmers from start to finish.

Certain formula-driven romantic comedies reach a point where the audience realizes it won't be much fun watching the main character get his way. Nor will it be much fun watching him get his comeuppance. This is not where you want your audience.

Patrick Dempsey and Michelle Monaghan make an agreeable pair in this above-average comedy, another go-round for the reliable premise of longtime pals awakening to each other romantically.

Made of Honor is the kind of formulaic fare -- there's even that turn-the-car-around-and-get-me-back-to-the-church moment -- that depends on the wit of the script and the spark of its stars. In those departments, the film is just middling.

Does anyone ever demand a refund for a romantic comedy that looks awfully familiar? Let's hope not, or the folks behind Made of Honor will have to do some serious reimbursement.

An unabashed piece of Hollywood fluff garnished with spry slapstick and appealing actors.

How you feel about Made of Honor depends on how you feel about Dempsey. If you like Grey's Dr. McDreamy, you'll like Tom and the movie. If not? There are plenty of other nondescript romantic comedies out there from which to choose.

Like a shopworn wedding gown disguised with a new sash, Made of Honor feels recycled from top to bottom. That's because it's essentially a gender-swapped version of My Best Friend's Wedding.

There was a certain amount of suspense in the air at the screening of Made of Honor: Would Tom and Hannah realize they're perfect for each other at the altar, or would I burn down the theater first?

Made of Honor earns enough goodwill in a long, clever and sexy opening act to carry it through to an ending that we don't necessarily guess because it seems to lack enough of that last word in the title: 'honor.'

Somewhere in the shades of Hollywood, the ghost of Cary Grant is shaking his head.

Certainly ain't nothing to query about the tired premise, whose cinematic block we've been around and around and around since Garbo first talked.

Even its cliches -- including a dashing rescue on horseback -- are trotted out with bland indifference.

A prefabricated example of shoddy workmanship.

An amusing, smartly cast romantic comedy told from a guy's perspective.

Nothing is ever funny or cute or clever -- or romantic, the supposed point. It all feels recycled and trite.

You may wish that Made of Honor had given its stars something more of interest to occupy their time. And ours.