Today I saw Ghost Town, starring Ricky Gervais and Greg Kinnear.
If you're in the mood for a lighthearted, clever-but-predictable ride, go see this movie.
A dentist who isn't so good with people, Dr. Pincus (Gervais), dies for seven minutes during a "routine operation" and returns with the ability to see and communicate with ghosts. And the ghosts have a lot of unfinished business they'd like him to attend to.
Frank (Kinnear) is guilty for being a bad husband in life, and wants to see his widow (Téa Leoni) happy, so he asks Dr. Pincus to intervene on his behalf and prevent her from marrying another man who he doesn't deem good enough for her.
Dr. Pincus reluctantly agrees to the plan, hoping all of the other spirits will go away after he fulfills this one wish, and ultimately falls in love with the widow himself.
Along the way, there are laugh-out-loud one-line jokes that only Gervais could deliver properly (which is why they work) and a tender love story that develops without being "too perfect."
It's the right blend of hilarity and heart, with a lot of redemption tossed in for good measure (even adulterers can go to heaven).
Ultimately, a pleasant alternative to formulaic meet-cute miasmas.