‘Marry Me’ is Jennifer Lopez in All Her Cheesy, Mediocre Rom-Com Glory

Before a frame is complete Marry me movie was seen, it was iconic. Trailers and marketing materials proudly declare that, with this movie, the Queen of Rom-Com is back. YES!

No one is attributed Jennifer Lopez’s crown as said queen. Not sure if Julia Roberts or Sandra Bullock was considered for the title.

It’s fair to surmise that it was the producers, i.e. Lopez himself, who made the statement. It doesn’t matter if it is earned or true, or how it is bestowed. So perhaps it’s more of a dictatorial statement than any kind of monarchical branding. Still, it’s a great behavior — and in keeping with all that this movie is and is doing.

Not to be happy about it, but I just want to live in a world where we all have a responsibility to our own greatest people. J. Lo is the self-appointed Queen of Rom-Com, and who do we have to question? Embrace those vibes. It’s me, the king who fell asleep on a chair while looking at it Real housewives. The king of ‘Start Health Now’ and, after three days, ordered a Pizza and lowered two bottles of wine. King refuses to write anything bad about Jennifer Lopez.

Because here’s the thing about J. Lo, regardless of her royalty status: With Marry mea mediocre movie but completely magical, she understands her mission.

In this case, she is not the queen. She is a doctor. Dr. Frankenstein to be exact, and Marry me is her creation, a put together wonder that includes the most famous parts and humorous stories from the best romantic comedies of the past, a collection of series different parts come together only because of the absolute will of its creator. But Marry me Not a scary monster. This is J. Lo, guys. Its put on ritz.

Marry me both were not good and also the biggest piece of pop culture I’ve seen in years.

The film is about a famous singer (Lopez) who has a messy track record and is very public with relationships that continue when she discovers that her fiancé (Maluma) has been cheating on her just before they were released. supposed to be getting married in front of a sold-out arena. After an emotional speech, she hastily proposed in the crowd to a mermaid (Owen Wilson) in the crowd, whose daughter dragged him to a concert even though he didn’t. know who this singer is.

They got married on stage, and instead of scrutinizing the media about “the famous woman who made a hasty decision to marry a non-celebrity stranger and immediately divorced him”, they strategically invited the world to marry. hullabaloo media about “famous woman hastily decided to marry a non-celebrity stranger and now they are holding photo sessions as they get to know each other and pretending to see if it works or not. “

I don’t need to explain one more scene or plot point, as you can tell me every single thing that happens next without even watching the movie. It’s not cookie cutters, or laziness, or clichés. Such is the glory of this endeavor.

Marry me is art. It’s about the art of being Jennifer Lopez. It’s about Jennifer Lopez’s witch-like art Media manipulation skills. It’s about the visual art of Jennifer Lopez. It’s Jennifer Lopez through the looking glass, reflected in the animal mirror, turned to the supermarket and projected onto the screen for us to enjoy. It’s a role only Jennifer Lopez can play, because she’s basically playing Jennifer Lopez — or rather, “Jennifer Lopez,” a tireless entertainer who just shares just enough about her life so we feel like we know her.

It was “Jennifer Lopez,” who told us she was the Queen of Rom-Com, damn it, and we quickly nodded in agreement. The bold claimant of her return to the genre has paid the bills but may have ruined her vital credibility, despite ultimately receiving the award recognition she deserves. for myself act closely in Hustlers. Who takes credit for unloading the burden of reviving the tried-and-true mid-budget romantic comedy by spearheading Marry me, though it’s unclear if anyone has ever offered her that credit or even asked her to revive it in the first place.

There is a nefarious genius for all. Jennifer Lopez creates a throne, tells us there is a throne, and then comes up.

In the film, she plays an alternate version of herself filtered through the light of a comedic-romantic lens so that we can deeply empathize with her, our heroine. (There’s an entire backstory about her never getting the accolades she deserves for her art even though she’s the hardest working person in the show business.) She made the whole thing. the soundtrack of the new music her character, Fake J. Lo, performs throughout the film, with the script telling us that these are the best and most popular songs to air in years. Gaslit, you agree. (The actual song? Meh! Even though “Church” is a bop song. Pay attention to that song.)

I realize that there are people who have seriously considered Marry me and, moreover, rotate it. To those I say: Who hurt you? Why are you damaged?

Opinion Marry me it’s never whether it’s “good”, whatever that means. That it exists at all. It doesn’t matter what happens in Marry me. It follows the outline torn off from the first page of How to write a romantic comedy 101 Easily. A person buying a ticket — or, I guess, Sign up for Peacock? —Did so with that checklist in hand. They want to see every ticked box and they want to see Jennifer Lopez check that box.

They will tell themselves “this is too average,” and they won’t care! They will enjoy the irresistible charm of Jennifer Lopez. On reflex, they will grin and have their cheeks hurt when the last act plays out in a romantic gesture. They will shed tears of love. For what is fake cinematic romance, if not the greatest love?

For that, and to J. Lo, our self-appointed queen, we are grateful.