Brittany Murphy and some sort of "relentless effort" from the rest involved keep "Just Married," just barely out of my "C" range.

Unashamedly resorting to the knock in the head more times than I think I've ever seen in a picture, this film still manages to hit a truly funny moment one in every ten or so tries. And it certainly does try! Even if that means employing a silly yellow car and a freaked out cockroach to garnish the biggest laughs.

Brittany's mature acting skills are the spit and rubber bands that hold the film together and make it watchable. Ashton, while assuredly dashing, charming and likable could use a jolt of presence and depth. It doesn't help that his character has been written to be simultaneously infinitely carefree, often hardheaded, unreasonably addicted to sports and prone to many knocks in the head; perhaps a younger Matthew Perry might have been able to pull it off with greater magnitude.

Unmatured direction and screenwriting, patchy editing, this formula film may yet still appeal to the under eighteen crowd.