I watched this film because I found the story of a young woman, jilting her beau and going on a journey of self-discovery--with her flamboyant sister no less--would present interesting conflict. If this was a vanity project for Shelley Long, she needs a long look in the mirror, because instead of a worthwhile story, what the viewer gets is a formulaic, meandering 99 minutes that ends predictably, but could have been so much better with a few tweaks.
The problem is underscored by the movies ending, when Millie--the runaway bride--has her epiphany, which comes with such a suddenness that it seems as if the writer centered the entire premise around that one scene.
Two, the grandmotherly advice given (Shelly Long) at the end would have better served both Millie and Ellen (her sister) had it been imparted before the sisters hit the road; in this way, it would have given a believable reason for the sisters' on-the-road conflict.
However, the film does offer two solid performances by the sister, played by Emman Bell (whom viewers might remember as Amy Harrison on The Walking Dead) and Hope Lauren. But Long comes up short as the sage grandmother, and the men are cookie-cutter softies and horn dogs whose presence is largely irrelevant.
In short, the film comes off as out of sequence and a waste of time unless you literally have nothing better to do than waste an hour and a half.
