License to Wed Ken Kwapis

License to Wed Ken Kwapis
The fact that Robin Williams stars as a man of God is all any thinking adult needs to know to make the decision not to see License to Wed. But for those still pondering the choice, let me be blunt: this is without question the worst movie of the year.

Willams stars as Reverend Frank, who demands that those getting married at his church take a couples course before tying the knot. Poor John Krasinski and Mandy Moore are the suckers who take him up on this, unaware that their apartment will be bugged, their sex life will be outlawed and they will be made to carry robot babies that excrete blue toothpaste. Seriously. The things Reverend Frank does to break the protagonists are so degrading and vile that you keep waiting for his comeuppance but it never arrives — despite it all the movie is on his side as he drives a wedge between the young couple and forces them into crisis.

But that’s par for the course in a movie with the obligatory "vulgar black friend” (DeRay Davis) to lead Krasinski down the wrong path and the "bitter, divorced sister” (Christine Taylor) to sap Moore’s faith in her man. After a while, you just sit slack-jawed in total disbelief at the surreal plot developments and shatteringly base humour, as the movie keeps topping itself with hateful grotesqueries until you want to cry. I’m almost compelled to recommend it out of malice, as I can’t be the only person to suffer through this thing before it flops hard.

However, friends don’t let friends see Williams in anything these days, let alone this monstrously inappropriate so-called "comedy.” (Warner)