Three things sprung to mind while watching this lacklustre rom-com.
Steve Martin's family comedy era may have bought him some Renoir etchings and a decent banjo but I miss the films he could have made instead.
And I hope Bronson Pinchot sued Martin Short for stealing his greatest creation to make the at times painful Franck.
Oh and speaking as some the same age as the bride, no 22 year old in 1991 wanted anything on that wedding list especially not "a brilliant architect"