This film had such potential. It really started great...and then quickly went south.
Tara really loves her fiance. REALLY. But she sleeps with a bartender in New Orleans on a bachelorette outing.
Normal women, who really love their man don't do this. The ones who do, well...you know how those marriages generally end up.
But, well, here we are. She returns home and mum's the word. Her besties, who kind of goaded her into it won't say anything about it.
Well, the guy follows her. Because she left her phone behind in the guy's place. Smart. Just brilliant. And pretty unlikely, given she later says, "My life is literally on that phone."
And the guy begins to undo her wedding plans. Why? Because he LOVES her. Turns out, he's rather psycho. And we learn of a history because Tara hires a PI.
And so it goes. He makes his presence known, even meets the fiance and yammers on about how close he and Tara are. But fiance tells him to take off. Figures he's a no good guy and not worth the bother.
And we descend into the banal from there.
So much potential ruined. I mean, we grow to dislike the bad guy, which is good. We like the fiance, too. But Tara...she's just not likeable. And we see why all the way through. She just doesn't make us want to be on her side, not really. Stupid woman slept with a total stranger, cheating on the man she says she really, really loves.
Sigh...and it doesn't improve after the wedding. Nope. Cliche plot, no tension, nothing to make us care about his relentless pursuit of "twue wuv", to quote a far superior film about love and obsession.