Harper Stewart, author, reunites with his old college gang for his best friend’s, Lance’s, wedding in one emotional roller coaster of a weekend.
Let’s take the time to objectify this beautiful man for a little while.
So in this 90’s chocolate tale of trying love and forehead kisses: Harper Stewart is an author publishing his debut novel which is a fictional recreation of his college days and the events of simpler times, not so simple.
Jordan Armstrong, fictionalized as Kendall in his book. Harper’s big ‘what if?’ The one who got away.
Mia, his best friends’s fiancé. Sweet and charming one dimensional Mia who just goes to show that no one is ever really one dimensional.
Robyn. Harper’s girflfriend, whom he is not sure he wants to commit to.
“What am I doing with this idiot?”
And of course his band of brothers:
Lance. Devout Christian, celebrity football player who loves his wife with enviable intensity and passion but seems to think the karma of his past misdeeds and infidelities won’t catch up with him.
Quentin, slick and sly. He knows everything but he just won’t tell you, he’ll let you figure it out for yourself but not until he has a little fun toying with you.
And Murch, sensitive and kind but afraid to stand up for himself; with an overbearing manipulative girlfriend- I have no idea why those two are even together but they are so I’ll just go with the flow I guess.
Harper leaves town to attend his best friend’s wedding with a book coming out, a girlfriend he’s closing himself from (Robyn’s a hopeful optimist but a girl can’t wait forever) and nostalgia for Jordan, the girl who got away, hoping that she is the love he really wants and deserves.
But at the bachelor party things don’t go down too well. Lance, has an early copy of Harper’s Book, “Unfinished Business” which he was taking his time flipping through until Harper tried to steal it but it fell out when a stripper took his coat off to dance with him and Lance seeing it sticking out of Harper’s crumpled coat pocket thinks, “What’s this nigga hiding?”
Lance knows the book is about them with some things tweaked and embellished according to Harper’s fantasies (And maybe regrets) so it doesn’t take our log headed jock too long to put 2+2 together and realize that his best friend slept with his wife to be, Mia, in college during one of their breaks.
I mean but can you blame her? Football player boyfriend knee deep in groupie pussy and she, knee deep in heart break every time one of his mistresses tells all or demands a paternity test.
Mia wanted revenge, swift and sweet just like her, so she picked a target she knew would drive the point home- cue Harper, her man’s best friend and Journalism club President, and made him her first time. Then she went on with her coying angelic life knowing that justice is a dish served sweet and silent. Good girls are the worst kind.
So Lance figures it out, loses his shit and beats the living daylight out of his best friend- of course, hypocritical, considering his own numerous infidelities- leaving Harper trying to figure out where it all went wrong and trying to salvage the pieces, and his tender bleeding face.
Harper learns that his idealization of the past was an illusion, blinding him to the present and the good things he already has. For some reason, Robyn still loves him despite him almost sleeping with Jordan and just generally being a tool. Such patience.
“Your girl, she must be real patient…or real dumb.”
He does that whole down-on-one-knee-in-the-middle-of-a-slow-dance-at-a-wedding proposal and Robyn was just like, “Whatever Man” but smiling so she’s digging it but she’s still mad so even though she says yes, Harper needs to step the fuck up.
Lance learns that he can’t hold people up to unrealistic standards. Mia isn’t perfect, and if she could forgive and stay with him through all his infidelities and the shit he put her through, he could forgive her one betrayal. Nobody’s perfect, he should know that over anyone else.
Murch learnt to grow a pair and accept the love he deserves and kick mean old Shelby to the curb. He’s such a nice guy but nice guys finish last unless they say what they mean and mean what they say.
Quentin didn’t really learn anything. He’s the aloof wise Casanova asshole who served as a catalyst for all of this. I’ll have to admit though: the way he slid that garter up Shelby’s leg had my own left thigh tingling.
Why do fuck boys have to be so sexy sometimes?
The female characters weren’t as well developed. I’m not sure what Jordan learnt besides that she’s beautiful and successful, she doesn’t need Harper in her life hovering about like the ghost of a missed connection.
Robyn learnt to see things for what they are and know when she’s not being appreciated.
Mia stays cute and sweet.
WHEN WOULD I WATCH THIS MOVIE AGAIN?
If the guy in my best friend’s life is giving her a difficult time- I’d sit her ass down in pajamas with popcorn and we’d watch this movie to show her that for real, we only accept the love we think we deserve.
“If I didn’t define myself for myself, I would be crunched into other people’s fantasies for me and eaten alive.”