At the end of 27 Dresses, Katherine Heigl proclaims her love for the hero at a public gathering, with the aid of a spotlight and PA system, a sequence so agonisingly clichéd that I was grateful it wasn't followed by the customary round of applause. Ten seconds later, the round of applause arrived.
I should have known. With its immaculately furnished Manhattan apartments, its cute dog, its spontaneous mass singalong and its deceptions that come to light at just the right moment, this glossy, high-concept romantic comedy couldn't be cornier unless it starred Kate Hudson and Matthew McConaughey.
It's like a compilation of the least funny clips from My Best Friend's Wedding, The Wedding Planner, Four Weddings and a Funeral and every other rom-com with "wedding" in the title. The idea is that Heigl has been a bridesmaid 27 times, but has never come close to being the bride. She's always been secretly yearning for her boss, Edward Burns, so it's a crushing blow when he gets engaged to her sister, Malin Akerman, and Heigl has to try on hideous frock no 28. Maybe, just maybe, she'll have better luck with the handsome reporter, James Marsden, who's sneakily researching an article about her serial bridesmaiding.