Romantic comedies, as a rule, tend to be pretty formulaic. Mismatched-lovers-on-the-road movies tend to be equally, if not more, predictable. But Overnight Delivery plods ahead with such soulless, mechanical force that it often seems to have been generated by an evil supercomputer programmed to create the world's most generic romantic comedy. Paul Rudd (Clueless, The Object Of My Affection) stars as a Midwestern college freshman who's hopelessly in love with his high-school sweetheart (Christine Taylor), who is attending school in the South. Through a series of misunderstandings, however, he mistakenly comes to suspect she's cheating on him, and in retaliation, he sends her a vile overnight delivery telling her off. He soon learns of his mistake, though, and with the help of a sassy stripper (Reese Witherspoon), he must intercept the package before it reaches its destination. What follows is a dispiritingly perfunctory series of run-ins with zany characters (most notably a prissy delivery-truck driver played by Larry Drake), a series of tedious near-misses in which the mismatched kids almost but don't quite retrieve the package, and a number of misty shots of Witherspoon and Rudd gazing into each other's eyes to signify their growing affection for one another. Both Rudd and Witherspoon have done good work before, but they are atrocious here: He's irritatingly smarmy, she's abrasively sassy, and together they're insufferable. And while Matthew Sweet does contribute a terrific cover of "Magnet & Steel" to Overnight Delivery—adding to his massive catalog of good songs for crappy films—this should be avoided by all.