An unlikely bride given her age, McGovern’s Mrs Thatcham isn’t the central character here - somewhat lucky given the American actress tries on her best posh English accent in a performance defined by her precise over-enunciation. Instead Cheerful Weather enlists Cemetery Junction’s Felicity Jones for its nervous pre-nuptials, a role which largely sees her confined to her room swigging rum while we’re entertained by family squabbling and the awkward presence of her former flame (Luke Treadaway).
Were the film to be solely about the wedding countdown and a little less wry in its humour Cheerful Weather could have ended up in Death at a Funeral territory, but by intercutting its winter pre-marital tension with summery flashbacks of youthful flirtations it offers more than that weak farce. Jones’ crush-worthiness for one thing - essential to Treadaway’s motivation in attending her wedding (otherwise, why would you?) – and allowing the film to offer a little sweet and sour within its romantic drama formula. Hide