In keeping with tradition, Michael Ian Black's romantic comedy proffers something old (most of the gags), something new (the romantic pairing of Jason Biggs and Isla Fisher), something borrowed (larger-than-life supporting characters) and something blue (sporadic gross-out humour.

The course of true love never did run smooth and that's certainly true in Wedding Daze.

Anderson (Biggs) intends to propose to his sweetheart Vanessa (Blaser) by dressing up as Cupid and going down on one baby-oiled knee in a posh restaurant. She responds by dying on the spot. After months of moping about, Anderson is ncouraged by best friend Ted (Weston) to start dating again. He agrees, and promptly proposes to kooky waitress Katie (Fisher), a woman he has never met before, who is desperate to avoid marrying her orthodontist beau, William (Diamantopoulos).

Lamentably, Wedding Daze doesn't offer much in the way of laughter or entertainment, putting its mismatched lead characters through the emotional wringer in the futile hope that their suffering might inspire affection. Boredom and frustration are closer to the mark. Biggs and Fisher are, like the film, charmless and lifeless. He lazily reprises his bumbling, accident-prone loser from the American Pie series while she dilutes her zany, love-hungry bridesmaid from Wedding Crashers.

Sexual chemistry is non-existent. Supporting performances fare slightly better, though not much. Edward Herrmann and Margo Martindale merit a chuckle as the hero's sex-crazed parents, who keep their marriage sizzling with whipped cream, and Matt Malloy is underused as the inventor with an inspired range of religious toys including the Jewnicorn and the Jewlahoop.

"It doesn't really work," says the inventor of his latter creation. The same can be said of Black's film, but the sprightly 91-minute running time ensures that, unlike most weddings, our torment is blessedly brief.