This charming, colorful film contrasts ideas of marriage, courtship, and divorce between generations and cultures. It follows a young couple, Hindu Smita Acharyya and Catholic Remi Boudreau who, in order to escape the complications of a large, family wedding, decided to elope.

They flew to the "wedding capital," procured a marriage license, and later appeared in full wedding regalia before an Elvis look-alike who proclaimed them man and wife. The couple returned home in high spirits only to be confronted by Smita's mother who cajoled them into having a second, Bengali-style wedding.

Smita's mother, a high energy, tempestuous woman, tells her daughter the story of her own traditional marriage in India. As was often the custom, she knew her husband for four days before their arranged wedding. The couple never got along, and lived apart much of their marriage. They finally divorced years after resettling in Canada. Back in India, a divorce would have been humiliating for the bride's family.

If the Las Vegas wedding was "over the top," how indeed would one describe the Bengali affair, with its glittering costumes, ceremonial painting of the bride's hands and feet with turmeric, dancers undulating to Indian rhythms, and food lavishly flowing.

Remi the groom felt totally accepted by his new family, so different from his own. And Smita admitted that she enjoyed the spirituality of the ceremony. It made her feel legitimately married. And at last, she had made her mother happy!