To answer Rodgers and Hart’s titular query, not in the least bit. A face-plant into a subway I-beam ushers in the premise of living life in a PG-13 rom-com, but not before Natalie (Rebel Wilson) brings work buddy Whitney (Betty Gilpin) up to speed on her contempt for the genre. We mock the things we are to be. The litany of formulaic essentials Natalie rattles off — a gay male BFF, breaking into song for no particular reason, expository narration, etc. — leave director Todd Strauss-Schulson and his screenwriters no choice but to put those essentials to the test. Fantasies, even those of the crummy bromidic variety, need to establish a set of logical ground rules from which to proceed. So if Natalie’s in the park when Josh (Adam Devine) and Isabella (Priyanka Chopra) meet cute with a Heimlich, why does she later ask how the two were introduced? (It took three people to write this.) If you really want a laugh, pay close attention to the indolent manner in which the musical numbers don’t cut together. (2019) — Scott Marks