I'm just not into this movie

One of my favorite pieces that we’ve read so far this year I think was the Propp, especially his ideas about folk myths and their inclusion and repetition in culture. My focus is on the romantic comedy of the twenty-first century.
He’s Just Not That Into You was advertised in a way that I hoped it might dare to break the mold. In the typical American romantic comedy, you get several different stories, but essentially the movie shows you two people, there are difficulties in the way of their relationship, and then they get together. Suddenly this movie is advertised; and I’m seeing non-traditional couples, and it seems to promise a new story.
*spoiler alert* Of course, Hollywood doesn’t dare to be different. For example, one couple that’s been together for seven years is in conflict. They love each other, she wants to get married, and he doesn’t. During the whole film, the male character declares that he’s going to stick to his morals, but guess what! In the end, even when the female is okay with not getting married, he proposes.
This shouldn’t come as any surprise. First of all, there are physical symbols. Just like the Roman hair curl, these characters all play their folk tale parts well. The male character in the example couple is seen doing the dishes. Obviously he’s a good guy that the girl should stay with! Does it matter that she wants to get married and he won’t do her the simple favor of making their commitment official? No, because men are allowed to stick to their principles and females aren’t. Of course, it would be an unhappy ending, so in the end, no one gets what they want, but the guy randomly gives in for a happy ending. Yay Hollywood!
Of course, there’s other fun romantic comedy narrative structures that are propagated here. In a different example couple, there is a man and his wife in an unhappy marriage, and a female temptress that eventually becomes the man’s mistress. Of course, the doting, boring wife is depicted either alone and remodeling their home, or gabbing at work about her “perfect life.” Good Hollywood wives don’t complain, don’t catch on, and they sure don’t get to be sexual beings. In true Hollywood myth, the temptress is blonde, a yoga teacher, and youthful to the point where she still keeps stuffed animals in her room. Obviously she has an older man complex, (Do I detect a hint of Freud here?), and he is unsatisfied with his older attractive wife and needs a newer dumber model to realize that he is going through a midlife crisis.
So if you can’t tell, I didn’t exactly enjoy this movie. I didn’t particularly expect to, but hey sometimes the previews let you hope. In the typical fashion, all the myths held true. Even the bumbling simpleton who couldn’t follow the “rules” of dating ends up getting to be “the exception” to these rules. Most likely, because she’s pretty, but my point is that the narrative structures, and the romantic American myths haven’t changed. They are still being put out there, even when they disguise themselves as otherwise. It’s formulaic, and disappointing.