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I don’t know quite what came over me during the screening of Confetti. I was well prepared: I had curled my lip and rolled my eyes at the daft poster on the Tube; I had sighed and shaken my head over the British obsession with weddings — and films about weddings; before the lights went down, as I read about the concept in the production notes (three engaged couples enter a magazine’s ‘Most Original Wedding’ competition in the hope of winning a Dream Home), I felt my heart travel bootwards, and I checked the number of minutes I’d be expected to stay in my seat…
…But ten minutes later, I was laughing. And laughing a lot.
The film is shot documentary-style, in the manner of one of Christopher Guest’s (Best In Show, A Mighty Wind) or of The Office.
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