It's a good thing the chronically single Jane (Katherine Heigl) loves weddings with a fervency bordering on Asperger's, because if she didn't, we'd just be watching a movie about a masochist. And while masochists surely have their own exciting secret wardrobes, they're not as froofy as the 27 dresses Jane has saved as a memento of the supporting role she played in each friend's big day. But it's all good, right? Because someday she's going to marry her hunky boss (Edward Burns) and it'll finally be her turn in the spotlight. Except her praying mantis of a sister (Malin Ackerman) steals the boss away, and Jane's left to stuff down her dismay with mouthfuls of refined carbohydrates. And to top it off, some crank of a newspaper writer (James Marsden) won't stop pursuing her for a story about her formidable never-a-bride history. If all stalkers looked like Marsden, there'd be no such thing as restraining orders, but for Jane's sake let's pretend she's miserable about her sorry state. While we're at it, let's pretend that Jane and the newspaper dude are meant to be together, even though neither has any defining personality traits other than a respective love for and disdain of matrimonial ceremony. Screenwriter Aline Brosh McKenna (who previously scored with the much superior The Devil Wears Prada) has sprinkled this unimaginative romp about the coupling of two pretty paper dolls with a few genuine laughs, but somehow she's forgotten the first rule of finding a date also applies to fictional characters: to meet someone interesting, you've got to be interesting yourself.