My father doesn't walk around with Windex, which cures all, but he always thought if you rubbed it down with Vicks or Borofax it would cure anything! My mother, not Italian, is infamous for her Italian Gravy (sauce.) People I didn't even know would want dinner at my house because they knew of her Gravy. I can only imagine my husband's reaction when he met my aunts and my grandmother. Then there is the family business. Room for everyone there...just like in the movie. I escaped, but my husband, my father, mother, sister, uncle...you get the picture...they stayed. Oh, and yes, when I got married we lived 12 houses down the street from my parents, and my sister lived across the street. That hit home.
If you haven't seen this movie, it's a must. 30-something woman is sucked into family business and gets lost in herself and her family. Her father, who is a bit old fashioned, thinks she should be married to a Greek man, have lots of kids, and work at their restaurant. She thinks she should go to college, which she does. The transformation in her begins when she gains some confidence, wears some makeup, sticks in some contacts...and meets a guy.
Now, I'm a sucker for John Corbett. He could play anyone and I'd watch him. In fact, a little secret, most of my characters, in my head, are him. Why? I have no idea. None of them look like him. I'm not into long hair. But on him...oh it works! But the mannerism in which he carries his charming and caring characters, it speaks to me.
Anyway, back to the movie. Tula and Ian (which you have to hear it in her father's voice,) decide to get married. The more they plan, the more the family steps on their plans and plans their own festivities. You begin to think it's a lose, lose situation. In the end, it's perfect and they live happily ever after...and we get a sequel 14 years later. Bonus for us die hard fans. By the way, the sequel is equally as wonderful.
My Big Fat Greek Wedding wins in all areas with me. Family, love, growth, humor...you name it.