For these late twenty-somethings, a "successful night out" apparently involves ruining the bride’s dress when they decide that two of them can probably fit in it, overdosing on Xanax, vomiting and sleeping with whatever random guys they encounter. And when the story lags, as it does frequently, that’s nothing a little lewd dialogue can’t fix, naturally.

Bachelorette not only lacks originality but anything resembling good taste. How the filmmakers persuaded these actresses to sign on for this drivel is not only a head-scratcher but a case study on just how low modern cinema is willing to go for a quick buck.


  • Drugs/Alcohol: Social drinking and public drunkenness depicted throughout. Cocaine and marijuana are also used by the girls in several scenes. Katie is found unconscious on the hotel bathroom’s floor after a Xanax overdose.
  • Language/Profanity: Crude language and profanity are abundant with fu-- being the expletive of choice. God’s name is also misused on countless occasions and paired with da--.
  • Sex/Nudity: Like most R-rated comedies these days, the sexual content is pervasive and way over-the-top. There’s very frank, crude discussion of male and female anatomy, not to mention specific sexual acts. Gena provides a lengthy primer on oral sex to a random guy sitting by her on a plane. Lizzy and Clyde are shown in bed together after sex (nothing but the initial foreplay is shown). Regan and Trevor hook up in a bathroom (no nudity, but some pretty graphic movements are shown). A male stripper’s performance is cut short at Becky’s bachelorette party, but he does strip down to his very skimpy underwear.
  • Violence: Only of the comedic variety.

Christa Banister is an author and full-time freelancer writer, specializing in music, movies and books-related reviews and interviews and is the author of two novels, Around the World in 80 Dates and Blessed Are the Meddlers. Based in Dallas, Texas, she also weighs in on various aspects of pop culture on her personal blog

Publication date: September 7, 2012