If you’re a hopeless romantic, Greek, into the career moves of John Corbett or just really passionate about the films of the year 2002 (what?, I don’t know your life), then the news that My Big Fat Greek Wedding is getting a sequel 12 years later should be music to your ears.
For a refresher – it was 12 years ago, after all – the original story followed the mousy, frumpy Toula Portokalos (Nia Vardalos), a woman from an overbearing but loving Greek family who just wanted to see her wind up with a nice Greek boy. She wanted more out of life, and that meant a career and love on her own terms, specifically with a dreamboat in the form of John Corbett, as many a woman in pop culture are wont to do (attn: Carrie Bradshaw, Sarah from Parenthood). She was able to find love and happiness with her new guy, who adapted to her huge family’s culture as Toula learned to accept that maybe she liked it a little bit, too.
The new film will follow Corbett and Vardalos (who will also write) and her whole gang, who deal with a family secret getting revealed and an even BIGGER (even fatter?) wedding that brings them all together again. So what’s the secret? Who’s getting married? Will it really be bigger? Fatter? Greeker? Wedding-ier?
“Now that I’m experiencing motherhood, I’m ready to write the next chapter of my family story,” Vardalos told Variety. “Of course, a few jaded folks in the press corps will claim I ran out of money or just want to kiss John Corbett again. One of these things is true.”
Whatever, Vardalos probably can’t even see her haters over her stacks of Greek Wedding cash anyway.
The end of the first film showed Toula and her husband flash forwarded a few years later after the wedding, now parents to an adorable little Vardalos lookalike of a girl who had some trepidation of her own about being somewhat different from her All-American classmates; it’s the full circle moment for Toula to reassure her daughter that she’s not weird for embracing her culture, and bestowing confidence in her kid that she didn’t have when she was growing up.
It’s more than a safe bet to assume that the new union bringing the whole family back into the fold is that of Toula’s daughter, which will surely provide endless hours of wacky hijinks and moments we can all share about cultural understanding. But what’s the secret? A secret so scandalous, so mysterious and deep and dark that it brings everyone back for another movie?
Does Windex really not fix everything?