From the get-go, it appears to be your typical Jennifer Aniston romantic comedy, like “Along Came Polly” or “Picture Perfect.” Then Aniston and Vaughn become the “Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf” bickering couple with less venom.
The audience, watching the fight, initially believes the friction is flirtatious and the beginning of a zany “War of the Roses” storyline that will unfold between the two over the Chicago apartment they share. Instead, the comedy becomes a dramedy, and the audience is made uncomfortable and confused.
The most obvious comedic attempt in the movie is even tired and confusing. When Aniston’s “brother” breaks out in song at a family gathering reminiscent of the “Say a Little Prayer for You” scene in “My Best Friend’s Wedding,” it is almost painful to watch. I kept looking at the other actors’ faces at the table, thinking I might also be able to catch a glimpse of them thinking how ridiculously unfunny the scene truly is.
I will, however, give the film credit for demonstrating a small truth. Miscommunication can lead to the break down of a relationship, and men and women often see things differently.