I don’t mind movies geared to the female audience. Some of them are funny. And when I say “some of them,” I mean SOME of them.

Not long ago I agreed with my girlfriend to go see Made of Honor. I agreed considering my tolerance of such movies has built up over the years. After all, I drag her to movies built on muscle, explosions, ass-kicking, and sheer testosterone.

But I was overconfident when I stepped into the theater that night, oblivious to the torture that was laid out before me.

To put it simply, Made of Honor is made of crap. For the first 15 minutes, be prepared to endure happy-go-lucky banter between the main characters. It was like watching an infomercial that had no product to sell. I could have used Headon (Apply directly to the forehead….apply directly to the forehead).

It was so bad, within the first half of the movie, I got up to go to the snack bar. I figured ordering chocolate covered peanuts from the sad emo kid at the counter would be more entertaining. I walked back into the theater expecting a change in plot, or at least, a change in pace.  I was disapointed when I sat back down.

Everything about the movie is a cliché and is predictable as you would expect, but far worse.

Man likes girl. Man is too afraid to tell her. She finds another man. Man chases her and gets her in the end (as I predicted ) by barging into her wedding ceremony. It all started with The Graduate. Now today, every freaking movie has a scene where somebody stops a wedding and the bride willfully and gleefully accepts the dunce that dramatically breaks up the party. Come on! Can’t you writers think of anything better!!??

Throw in bad acting, smarmy attitudes, and characters that belong in a Tide commercial, and you get Made of Honor. Beware…you’ve been warned…