Rachel Getting Married has a terrific pedigree: directed by Jonathan Demme and starring a really talented cast (including tour de force performances by Anne Hathaway as Kym, and Rosemary DeWitt as Rachel) the film is shot in the raw style of a documentary that lends itself to intense intimacy while still following a central narrative.
Released for the weekend from a substance rehabilitation facility to attend her sister Rachel's wedding, Kym finds reconnecting with her family more than a challenge. After suffering a traumatic event several years earlier, the family lives a dysfunctional existence while pretending otherwise. Scratch through that surface of normalcy, however, and the problems are more than evident. Kym, with her substance abuse and selfish perspective, does a whole lot of scratching.
Rachel Getting Married has all the elements of a great movie, the sort of movie I'd typically enjoy. The acting is surprisingly great, especially the work of Anne Hathaway. (Debra Winger, in a small role as Kym and Rachel's mother, is terrific, too). The story is intense, and the manner in which it is told is inventive.
But, I hated this movie.
It just felt too real. Watching the movie was difficult, because it felt as if I was peering in the windows of my next-door neighbor. While I like intimacy and realism in movies, Rachel Getting Married may be an example of too real, too much.
At least for me.