I watched the Wedding Date this weekend. I won't give up anything vital to the movie that you probably couldn't already guess but I may put a spoiler in here and there.
First off let me say that I'm not a big fan of Debra Messing. My main reason is appallingly bad. My girlfriend and I always joke around how she has absolutely no chest to speak of but yet still insists on wearing low cut dresses that accentuate her absence of cleavage. Her character on Will and Grace also drives me up the wall.
All that being said, this was a pretty bad movie. The premise is that Debra Messing hires Dermot Mulroney to be her escort to her sister's wedding. She wants a hunky escort because the best man at the wedding happens to be her ex-fiancee.
Through the course of events, it is no surprise that Dermot and Debra end up falling in love. My whole problem with the movie is that there is absolutely no reason for the two to fall in love. Dermot is a professional escort. He goes on dates with women for a living. You must imagine that a man in his position gets a lot of women hitting on him and he must learn to emotionally distance himself from his "dates". However, all of a sudden, for absolutely no reason, he falls for her. I believe that you shouldn't over analyze movies and of course practice "suspension of disbelief" for most, but give me something to work with.
The movie only had one redeeming scene. Dermot Mulroney tells Debra Messing, "Every woman has the exact love life she wants." I couldn't agree more with this statement. Why women don't seem to understand this is beyond me. I know so many women who complain about their love lives but do absolutely nothing about it or continue to engage in behavior that is completely self-destructive.