Like many of its genre mates, from Pretty Woman to Sex and the City to, yeah, even Fifty Shades, Crazy Rich Asians is lifestyle porn, and though it takes a few vague stabs at the nobility of self-enforced poverty, it’s really about Rachel proving herself worthy of joining this rarefied clique, where everyone is beautiful, bachelor parties in international waters are the norm, and glamorous shopping expeditions are but a private helicopter ride away.
On her first trip to Singapore (and Asia, for that matter), Rachel, a brilliant economics professor at NYU, gets treated worse than Julia Roberts did in Pretty Woman.
Director Jon M. Chu deftly weaves the numerous story strands while still finding time to toss in the mandatory visits to the bachelor and bachelorette parties (a hedonistic blowout aboard a cargo ship for him and decadent island spa for her); a swank boutique for the elegant quest for “the dress” straight out of “Pretty Woman”; and to the palatial Young estate for the eventual showdown with the potential mother-in-law who thinks Maleficent an ideal role model.
Most of which comes from the comedic skills of supporting characters like Rachel’s college pal Peik Lin Goh (Awkwafina, who has the standout force of a Melissa McCarthy in Bridesmaids) and one of Nick’s snarky cousins Oliver (Nico Santos, who can spear with just a line or withering glance) who help Rachel navigate this new, high flying world by giving her a makeover (a squeal-worthy moment of fashion akin to Pretty Woman) and boosting her self worth.
Chu and his screenwriters Peter Chiarelli and Adele Lim clearly are sharp observers of what made movies like Pretty Woman work so well onscreen.
Recalling the likes of Pretty Woman, Coming to America and, forgive me for saying this, Fifty Shades of Grey , it’s not like anything that happens will be startling to a single viewer sitting in the audience.