Review it? I can barely remember it, and I only watched it yesterday. I'll try my best: a crowd of bland, possibly attractive, twenty-something Americans including James Van Der Beek (okay, there are a few thirty-somethings in there too), Amy Adams and Mera Suvari gather for the wedding of two of their old college friends.

Just in case you might accidentally give a malnourished rabbit's shit about any of these pointless, wealthy and wholly unmemorable characters, the filmmakers have helpfully made each of them even more unsympathetic by giving them jobs as agents, spoiled film actors and "London music business" people. Having introduced these instantly forgettable, prozac-riddled dullards, the film then has absolutely nothing happen to them for a very tiresome hour and a half. Well, wait - that's not quite fair. Stuff does happen to them.

One bloke finds a grey hair and looks at himself in the mirror, for example. "I'm getting old," he says to his beautiful, healthy American girlfriend. One - the Hollywood agent - has (off-screen) sex with an underage girl. There's some inconsequential (off-screen) lesbian stuff. There's a trip to Las Vegas. Someone is pregnant and someone throws up and someone gets pushed into the swimming pool of the wealthy couple who are to be married. One central character has an unintentionally funny (I think they were aiming for "moving") revelation, which I'd gladly spoil for you right now if I could bother remembering it.

This is a half-hearted shrug of a film. Lacking poignancy, insight, or seemingly any kind of angle on proceedings whatsoever, what you're left with is a film with nothing to say about people with nothing to offer. Hopeless, in the truest sense of the word. (Adam Hell)