Cast: Nia Vardalos, John Corbett, Elena Kampouris, Michael Constantine, Lainie Kazan
Director: Kirk Jonesa
If this movie mirrors your life in any way, and marriage counselling is out of the question because you have neither the time, money nor moussaka, fear not. Consider the agony aunt in a morning tabloid or the Alpha Marriage course on GodTV. Say Prakalo (Greek for thank you) and check your newspaper or the Net for programming. This sequel to the 2002 smash hit “My Big Fat Greek Wedding” takes up where the original left off.
Marriage seems to have taken its toll on Toula (Nia Vardalos) and Ian (John Corbett) whose only daughter Paris (Elena Kampouris) is ready to fly the coop from their Chicago restaurant to New York,New York. But Toula’s mom Maria (Lainie Kazan) continues loving dad Gus (Michael Constantine) despite his MCP ways. Kyrios, the Portokalos are a fiercely conservative lot, until, in keeping with these politically correct times, a cousin confesses he’s been mixing business with pleasure with his business partner, if you know what I mean.
Still, commitment is of the utmost importance as the scriptwriter (Vardalos) decides to treat the audience to a second big fat Greek nuptials, since the padre forgot to put his imprimatur on the all-important license all those years ago. Now, who needs a piece of paper to cement togetherness? Women do.
Only men can have their tzatziki and eat it too, just think about it. Technically, the omission thrusts Toula on the wrong side of the blanket but that’s nothing, I say, compared to Gus tracing his lineage to Alexander the Great. Kyrie eleison! Only think that Alex died, aged 33 at Babylon from typhoid/syphilis, the result possibly, of coitus uninterruptus with boys, older, younger despite three royal wives. If you don’t care about this, gentle reader, I do. But don’t let that stop you from enjoying this well-acted if entirely predictable romcom.