One hesitates to say, but there's something slightly creepy about a superorganized, superefficient planner of other people's weddings who still lugs around a bulging filofax to sort out her many matrimonial tasks. Unlike a long-ago J-Lo (see "The Wedding Planner"), she doesn't do this for a living, either. Jane (Katherine Heigl), the wedding-junkie protagonista in "27 Dresses," simply loves to attend them (her favorite moment is watching the groom's face when his bride comes walking down the aisle) just as couples about to tie the knot just love having her as bridesmaid — and the mutual nuptial enthusiasm has resulted in a total of 27 taffeta/chiffon/silk contrivances cramming Jane's closet, the likes of which would cause the god of Modern Fashion to spit on the catwalk.
Speaking of which, this slur against couture was penned by (gasp) "The Devil Wears Prada" scribe Aline Brosh McKenna. Where her former work was laced with designer-threads cynicism, this latest is defined by an excessive sincerity, with not a sliver of irony to slash through the earnestness of it all.
"27 Dresses" is the story of a gal who's literally clawing the walls to get married, or more specifically, to walk down the aisle in that big white dress and watch the groom's face light up with sheer delight. Maybe it's just me, but if I were a guy and got into a conversation with Jane at a wedding function, I'd slide back against the wall, leave the premises on tiptoe and take the next plane out of town.