Loudmouth Hart swears copiously, while the tubby Gad gets pitched into a series of undignified scrapes that usually end with damage to his genitals. Laughs, though, are few and far between.
Screenwriters Jeremy Garelick and Jay Lavender don't even try to make the premise seem plausible; rather, they use it as a springboard for screwball complications and verbal humor.
While I agree studios historically save January to release their not-so-entertaining movies, Hart and Gad make you laugh simply by showing up. Add a moderately funny script, and The Wedding Ringer is a winner
