Courtney Howard Franchises rarely get better as they go along. Unfortunately, “My Big Fat Greek Wedding” is no exception to the rule, as the expanded saga of the Portokalos family becomes less compelling, introspective and funny the more time we spend with them.
The first film, centered on a woman’s quest to find herself and establish her identity within her overbearing family unit, was a sleeper 2002 hit with uplifting sentiment at its core.
Its first sequel, in 2016, had trouble duplicating that same lightning in a bottle. With an overstuffed and underdeveloped narrative bloated by sitcom-inspired shenanigans — perhaps leftover from the failed TV spinoff series “My Big Fat Greek Life” — it delivered a toxic message about familial codependence wrapped up in a cutesy, cloying package.
Twenty-one years after audiences initially said “I do,” “My Big Fat Greek Wedding 3” compels us to start divorce proceedings.
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