Crazy Rich Asians serves up a generous helping of the good, the bad and the ugly.
And the beautiful.
Oh, how this two hours directed by Jon M. Chu from a screenplay be Peter Chiarelli and Adele Liz based on the novel from Kevin Kwan gorgeous.
The cast is led by Constance Wu and Henry Golding and Rachel and Nick, and this is a pair that can indeed be put on top of any wedding cake if their plans can get past the heavy family traditions that are cast against them.
Henry and Rachel met in Manhattan, she a hard-working professor and he a financier of success, yes. But when they travel to Singapore to attend the wedding of his best friend, the depth of what’s behind this man unfolds breathlessly, minute by minute, hour by hour, drama by drama, as characters flash by and character is tested.
Her college friend, played with great pluck by Awkwafina, is there to lend her support.
Oh, my, Singapore is a lush, lavish, place in our world. This movie spares nothing to show its riches.
The traditions of old money stack as high as the fortunes, and the two young people have a big fight to wage against the old school and even the younger generation who look at their American ways with disdain.
The movie goes by in a flash as my dear wife Karen and I sit in a crowded 3:50 p.m. matinée at the big theater in Regal Cinemas’ Syracuse mega shopping, dining and entertainment complex Destiny USA. There’s flash, dancing, drama and humor, all in great dollops of joy and some tears. It reminded of a mash-up of Mama Mia! and My Big Fat Greek Wedding, the good parts of both of those originals thrown into a happy stew of exotic locale and family loyalty.