Nothing says true love like a movie about a desperate, neurotic woman who hires a male whore to take her to her sister's wedding so she can make the ex-fiance jealous. I wonder if they have a Vermont Teddy Bear for that?
This particular wedding-cake walk does feature the excellent comedic timing of Debra Messing and the charm and sex appeal of Dermot Mulroney, which will likely combine to make this film a hit with the date crowd.
Don't bother asking how an Ivy League guy would end up hooking. Such a query could only lead to some dark answers, answers that the filmmakers have no interest in dealing with but which would make for a much more interesting movie.
Just why Jeffrey dumped Kat is a revelation so unsavory that this initially breezy movie sinks beneath its weight, despite the frantic efforts of first-time screenwriter Dana Fox and director Clare Kilner.
How does Kat feel about falling in love with a high-priced escort? What prompts Nick's lightning-bolt conversion to unpaid monogamy? What kind of work can a former comp lit major expect to find in the world? These and other questions are left unanswered.
Mulroney, best known as the title character in Roberts' comedy My Best Friend's Wedding, is by far the best thing about this gaggingly unromantic comedy. His character's bio, divulged in a thumbnail, is the least convincing thing.
Too bad the filmmakers felt compelled to give this sufficiently charming doodle some emotional heft by veering into Four Weddings and a Funeral territory. It only distracts you from The Wedding Date's own modest charms.
So many body parts from other engineered romantic comedies have been crudely harvested and stitched together in the making of this weird robotic lark that Maid of Honor of Frankenstein might be more useful a nickname.