revisiting-the-wedding-banquet-a-review

So, back in 1993, when Ang Lee dropped “The Wedding Banquet,” gay marriage was still illegal. Crazy, right? But Lee wasn’t about to sugarcoat stuff for us. Nope, he laid it out real, showing that love is a messy, selfish rollercoaster. And now, fast forward to today, Andrew Ahn and James Schamus decided to give it a little facelift. More characters, more drama — sounds like a party.

Now we’ve got these two couples, Chris and Min, Angela and Lee, all living together in Seattle. It’s like a rom-com on steroids. They’re all tangled up in their own messes, trying to figure out love, commitment, and what it means to be a family. And let me tell you, it’s a wild ride.

Chris and Angela are like peanut butter and jelly — stuck together for life. But here’s the kicker, they don’t want to take the plunge into marriage. Meanwhile, Min’s got a ring in his pocket, and Lee’s dreaming of having her own kids. The whole gang is a hot mess of emotions, fears, and dreams.

So, Min needs a green card, Lee needs cash for IVF, and Chris and Angela need a wakeup call. Solution? A partner swap. Yeah, you heard me right. Min and Angela are gonna tie the knot, all for the sake of drama and a good plot twist. It’s like a soap opera, but with more heart.

But let’s talk about Min for a sec. Dude’s loaded, like Kardashian-level rich. And his fashionista grandma is all up in his business, pushing him to take over the family empire. It’s a bit much, even for a rom-com. And the whole partner-swap thing? Yeah, that’s a head-scratcher for sure.

The cast does their best to sell us on this crazy love story. But sometimes, it feels like they’re drowning in clichés and forced humor. Like, we get it, love is messy and complicated. But do we really need a vomit explosion to prove it? And where’s the banquet in all of this, huh?

At the end of the day, “The Wedding Banquet” redux is a mixed bag. It’s got heart, sure, but it’s also missing that spark that made the original a classic. Maybe it’s the rushed plot, the awkward humor, or the lack of real soul-searching moments. Who knows? But one thing’s for sure — love is still a messy, confusing rollercoaster, no matter how you slice it. And hey, isn’t that what makes life interesting?