I occasionally forget my oh-most-niche of hobbies. And then I’m on a plane watching 27 dresses and Ty Sheridan, before he was a big deal, is a snarky, beleaguered reporter you do not know what to make of. Nor do you deeply care as the rest of the film exaggerates point after point. And halfway through, he pulls out a jotter and becomes the hero of this particular rom-com.
