Kristen Wiig gives herself the star-making vehicle she's always deserved as co-writer of this uproarious comedy which shows the girls can slap the schtick as well as the guys. Wiig gets the gig of Maid of Honour at her best buddy's wedding... and job of marshalling a bitchy, feisty gang of bridesmaids as her own personal life collapses around her. Produced by Judd Apatow, this is the laugh-out-loud must-see of the summer.
We sent pumped-up Sky Movies body-builder Matt Risley and the fragrant Francesca Steele along to cast a blokeish and feminine eye over what's been billed as the chick's answer to The Hangover. Here's their verdict:
Last time I checked, I did not - in fact - possess any lady parts, writes Matt.
So you'd think that with Bridesmaids championing an all-female cast and the posters declaring it the best chick flick since time and oestrogen began, it's going to be a hard sell for the lads.
Remarkably, Bridesmaids single-handedly eradicates the schmaltzy taboo surrounding the genre, offering a comedy that's broad, relatable and amusing irrespective of your gender.
Wiig is a delight, finally snagging the headliner role she's deserved for so long, and one that allows her to show off her diverse range; from brilliant physical comedy and always amusing improv (a drive-by attempt to woo her ex is a particular highlight), to utilising actual acting chops as a leading woman to provide the movie's self-destructive heart.
The supporting cast are just as strong, with Rose Byrne proving a frostily perfect nemesis, Melissa McCarthy all but stealing the show as off-the-wall groom's sister Megan, and Chris O'Dowd cementing his quiet ascendance to Hollywood's go-to guy for 'charming background player'.
The 'Hangover with Girls' comparisons are woefully wayward too. While there are a few decent and appropriately disgusting gross-out gags, it's not the core of the comedy.
Admittedly, there's a whole dress-fitting gone beyond-wrong that stands as the hilarity highlight (from the sounds of the blokes' laughter in the audience anyway), but the majority of the humour comes from the character interaction - and it's all the more involving and funny for it.
My testosterone brethren, listen up. If you're a fan of good comedy, attractive ladies, and the occasional poop joke, you'll enjoy Bridesmaids. And when was the last time you heard a guy say that about a chick flick?
Let's get one thing straight: Bridesmaids is not a film about weddings, writes Francesca.
There is barely a groom in sight, let alone the typical dress montage or teary-eyed make-up speech that define hell fodder like Bride Wars. Well ok, there is a dress fitting, but it ends with the bride-to-be relieving herself in the middle of the street while wearing said dress. Classy.
This is a film about friendship, the real kind of female friendship that alters with time and can be sorely tested by significant life events such as weddings.
There is a pretty huge dose of gross-out comedy too - I'm not sure I have ever seen women be quite so disgusting en masse - and yet it's underscored by such a delicate sense of these women's lives that you can't help but empathise.
The ensemble cast has a superbly light touch, particularly X-Men's Rose Byrne (currently the most ubiquitous actress in Hollywood) as the new best friend desperate to be maid of honour.
But the film's crowning glory is Kristen Wiig, who, as chaotic chief bridesmaid, Annie, nails a likeable combo of weary cynicism and strained joy, as well as having a knack for the kind of laugh-out-loud physical comedy that Jim Carrey mastered in the 90s. Move over Tina Fey, there's a new queen in town.
Bridesmaids trailers and posters have mis-sold it as more of a chick flick than it really is and I suspect some female cinema-goers will struggle to get their men folk to watch it, despite the fact that it is every bit as funny as Knocked Up (also from comic film-maker Judd Apatow) and far, far grosser.
Some of the jokes about a variety of bodily functions may prove too much for some viewers but the film's darkly humorous and spot-on treatment of human relationships will keep most glued to the screen regardless.
Unless they are just about to organise a hen do, book a dress fitting, or get married. In which case, they should probably wait until after the "I do"s.