In “Destination Wedding”, Winona Ryder Meets an Incel and Sparks Fly

Victor Levin’s “Destination Wedding,” the third pairing of slacker-era stars Keanu Reeves and Winona Ryder. That movie is a romantic comedy with the romance desaturated to a brutalist black.

Misanthropes Frank (Reeves) and Lindsay (Ryder) collide en route to the nuptials of a groom both loathe. It’s his estranged brother and her ex-fiancé. They truly suffer through each of the predictable beats: a cantankerous meet-cute, a string of coincidences, and even a stirring of the loins. Unbuckling his pants to shag in a sun-dappled winery, Reeves groans understandably, “Let’s get it over with.”

Destination Wedding” is a curio, a film made as much for the inevitable GIFs of Ryder rolling her eyes as for any penetrating insights into the mating behavior of narcissists. Frank is a hard-hearted cynic who steals hotel-room shoehorns and blames his celibacy on his mother’s multiple divorces. Lindsay’s a babbling neurotic who talks at him and past him, like a tornado trying to move a mountain.

In the frenzy of one of her storms, she exhales, “Don’t you believe that there’s someone for everyone?” “Close,” replies Frank, “I believe there’s nobody for anyone.” Clearly, the film is more in love with the characters then they are with each other. The same goes for the audience. Which will be less engaged by the plot than it will by watching two cherished Generation-X icons go through the motions.

It would be interesting, if it were at all possible, to do a study to determine which era of romantic comedy had the best talkers.

The odds-on favorite would probably be the screwball comedies of the ’30s and ’40s. But there would have to be some consideration for the ’90s. And all its frankness and media-savvy cynicism that now comes off as soul-cleansingly naïve (“I just don’t understand why things just can’t go back to normal at the end of the half hour. That like on The Brady Bunch or something,” lamented one Leilana Pierce in Reality Bites).

Destination Wedding feels like an incredibly ’90s romantic comedy. And not just because its leads’ impeccably aged faces are like a time warp in and of themselves. With its low-budget, low-personnel premise (its leads are the only speaking characters, the wedding of the title takes place mostly offscreen).

It feels like something that might debut at a more innocent Sundance — an extended meet-cute for fans of Reservoir Dogs. Writer-director Victor Levin’s TV background accounts for a lot of that (he has credits in Mad About You and Dream On, and more recently, Mad Men). His characters talk like TV characters, as if their speech is the hand-crank battery keeping the whole thing running.

The two motormouths in question are Lindsey (Winona Ryder) and Frank (Keanu Reeves). Two Southern Californians who meet en route to the central coast for the wedding in question.

After immediately rubbing each other the wrong way. They soon learn that they have more in common than their destination: Lindsey had her heart broken by the groom, and Frank is his half-brother. Lindsey’s still neurotically nursing her wounds six years later. Frank seems to be a born misanthrope, eager to persuade Lindsey that love is a lie. Naturally, the two become attached at the hip over the course of the weekend, in more than just a figurative sense.

Levin’s dialogue is relentless. Every line and retort is a punch line, and every punch line more or less amounts to Lindsey and Frank telling each other how much they stink. There are moments of rest in between repetitions of this joke. At one point, Lindsey remarks that she’s “forgotten how to dream” when Frank asks, mockingly. If her pathetic single status is the life she dreamed of as a child. That screeches the dialogue to a halt.

Later, alone in her room at night, Lindsey lies on her bed and stares at the ceiling, puzzling over her feelings for Frank in a kind of muttered, half-intelligible monologue.

It is truly the first time in Ryder’s creeping, long-overdue comeback that I have truly sat up and said, “She’s back, baby!”. There was all the kooky coquettishness, the brainy charm that made her a star to begin with, not simply reproduced. But smartly transposed to this particular character’s neuroses.

Perhaps it’s telling that Reeves is absent from that scene. Frank, as the film goes on, reveals himself to be not just a bitter middle-aged loner. But a both cultural and literal incel, probably with a rich online life (he refers to Lindsey’s job prosecuting companies for cultural insensitivity as the “PC police”).

It’s hard to tell how much the script actually thinks his garage-sale nihilism is onto something. And how much he’s as worthy of mockery as the wedding guests he sneers at. Reeves is pretty great at making Frank as unlikable as he claims to be, down to a weird throat-clearing tic that suggests someone who doesn’t spend much time in public. (He says he works for J.D. Power, but is murky on the details.)

But by the time he’s in bed with Lindsey, trying to tell her she’s beautiful by appraising her body fat ratio and ankle circumference (“You have curves, but not in a vulgar way”). It starts to feel less like a film about two misanthropes who hate everything but each other, and more like a film about a decent, neurotic woman who gets gaslit into believing that nobody. But the cretinous half-brother of her ex will ever find her attractive. Come to think of it, Destination Wedding sounds much better as the title of a horror movie.


Rating: R (for language throughout and sexual content)
Genre: Comedy, Drama, Romance
Directed By: Victor Levin
Stars: Winona Ryder, Keanu Reeves, DJ Dallenbach
Written By: Victor Levin
In Theaters: Aug 31, 2018 Limited
On Disc/Streaming: Nov 6, 2018
Runtime: 90 minutes
Studio: Regatta


Kevin Maher
This is, hands down, the most ridiculously overwritten film in the history of romcoms, possibly even of all movies.

Cath Clarke
A couple of scenes in Destination Wedding fall so calamitously flat I had the disconcerting sensation I was watching the film dubbed in a foreign language or for a spoofed internet meme.

Hannah Woodhead
Given that Winona and Keanu are old pals, they have an easy chemistry together, even playing such utterly repugnant characters.

Philip De Semlyen
It’s basically the Phil and Rita dynamic from ‘Groundhog Day’, only with two Phils and a fifth of the jokes.

Author: OKC

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