All comedies end in weddings, the axiom goes, and all too many romantic comedies end in weddings where, at the last moment, Mr. Right realizes the error of his commitment-phobic ways and whisks his long-suffering soul mate out from under the nose of some sweet but dull fellow. This
romantic comedy is about that poor schmuck standing at the altar, looking like a Mac truck just ran over his dog. In other words, a "Baxter" — like accountant Elliot Sherman (writer-director Michael Showalter), whose idea of fun is backwards-pants day at work and who's been losing girlfriends to dashing old flames since his high-school prom. It's not that he doesn't have things goi...