Ghosts of Girlfriends Past Matthew McConaughey doesn’t have a ghost of a chance in this mirthless romantic comedy that’s anything but romantic. Connor Mead is a commitment-phobic bachelor whose carefree antics nearly destroy his brother’s wedding weekend when his constant mockery of the sacred institution throws cold water on the event. But then straight out of the afterlife comes Connor’s philandering late Uncle Wayne to lead him through a spooky, Dickensian tour of the ghosts of all his many female conquests from the past, present and future. As he realizes what a sorry state he’s in and how he blew his relationship with Jenny, the one girl he truly loved and lost, Connor will find out if there’s really a second chance in life. Matthew McConaughey plays Connor with little distinction from the myriad of other skirt-chasing cads he’s played in a string of chick flicks. His immature chauvinist act is getting a little old and poor Jennifer Garner, his latest leading lady, can’t do much to save him. There’s little chemistry between the two, and in fact, both stars don’t seem to have their heart in this lame, lustful takeoff on Dickens’ A Christmas Carol. For some inexplicable reason Michael Douglas took the thankless role of the late Uncle, who mostly just throws out lots of double entendres.The screenplay just doesn’t deliver. The overall tone is just crass and sleazy, and the fantasy sequences involving the ghostly visits are flat and uninspired.
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