Welcome to the breakout hit of the year, both culturally and creatively.
Adapted from the Kevin Kwan series of books, this delightful film packs sass and opinion - mixing modern rom with seriously funny com.
Eschewing a huge Netflix offer was just about the wisest thing the producers could have done. Both Kevin Kwan and director Jon M. Chu saw the urgent need to bring Asian actors to mainstream Hollywood and in doing this, in legitimising the cast and locations as a major hitter, Crazy Rich Asians has broken more barriers than just financial ones.
Luckily - it’s also really, really good.
Rachel Chu (played wonderfully by Constance Wu), a professor, has agreed to leave the confines of New York and her mother to visit Singapore with her boyfriend Nick (Henry Golding) for his friend’s wedding.
Whilst she knows that means meeting his family, what she doesn’t realise is his family is one of the richest in the world.
They’re the kind of rich who hire Elton John to play at your 10th birthday party, or Elon Musk coming over to MOT your car. THAT kind of rich.
What follows is the relatively safe confines of romcom we’re all pretty to used to - a meshing of Lady and the Tramp, Jane Austen and Pretty Woman, where Rachel must prove herself as a worthy wife (slightly worrying) to his suspicious family.
Orbiting this main hook are various family members with their own take on being rich, of particular note are Gemma Chan is Astrid, a kind of Victoria Beckham you care about and Akwafina as Goh Peik Lin, Rachel’s wacky cornerstone of a college friend.
There are also a smattering of ex-girlfriends, awful rich stag party #lads, and dumpling-making grandmothers to bolster the obstacles the couple must overcome in order to ‘win’.
It’s not just Rich vs Poor though.
It’s as much Old Money vs New Money. Privilege and entitlement run through every conversation. It’s a little like Sky Atlantic’s excellent ‘Succession’ but with far less damaged individuals.
Shot entirely in Kuala Lumpar, Malaysia and Singapore - it looks unworldly.
Everywhere is impeccable. Everyone we see is beautiful, stylish, ripped and toned.
It would be sickening if it weren’t so warm.
The schmaltz occasionally threatens to boil over (usually whenever Henry Golding speaks) but thankfully Akwafina and the choir of supporting oddities provide some much welcome normality.
A special nod to the soundtrack is in order too - the directors scouring YouTube for Madarin speaking singers and curating a selection of covers based on wealth (Golddigger, Mo Money Mo Problems, Money Honey etc).
It adds to the quirky ethereal feel of the whole film.
The only time the film chooses to flag it’s cultural struggle is in it’s opening scene, a flashback when a family are given a sniffy rebuttal at a hotel reception by the Maitre De, only for the family to buy the hotel on the spot.
It jars as a statement, but I think it’s intention is simply to show just how damn rich the family is - as nowhere in the film is the message of inclusion brought to our attention - and by not mentioning it at all, by simply making a traditional, light, frothy and utterly hilarious comedy, Hollywood has heard loud and clear.
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This is romcom at it’s most effective.
It simultaneously lampoons and indulges the most vulgar display of wealth I’ve seen since The Colbys, you’ll never feel so poor or ugly, but won’t be able to stop smiling.
Watch this film, fall in love - and buy a handful of scratch cards on the way home.
Bespoke soundtrack - the makers picked songs about Money (gold digger, Rich Girl etc) and trawled YouTube for Mandarin singers.
CRAZY RICH ASIANS: 121 mins (12A)
★★★★