If there ever comes a time at which I seriously take up a cause, it might be ending the criminal misuse of Paul Rudd in Hollywood. Sure he’s been part of some of the best comedies of recent years, and had the killer line “It tastes like a rainbow” in Knocked Up, but whenever he’s out from Judd Apatow’s wing, he wanders into the worst kind of bad romantic comedies.

Take the upcoming Over Her Dead Body, for example. We’ve got a trailer for you right here, where you can see Rudd trapped in a movie in which Eva Longoria Parker and Jason Biggs are the two other big names. Rudd plays a man who lost his fiancee (in an appropriately comical death) and goes to a psychic to try to contact her. The psychic, of course, is a ridiculously hot and age-appropriate woman, so he falls for her as she falls for him because he is, um, Paul Rudd. To get his attention she fakes psychic contact with his dead wife, which backfires when the wife (Parker) comes to haunt her and punish her. It’s like Ghost, but replace real emotion with schtick!

To be fair I would care a lot less if it were any other generically handsome actor in Rudd’s role; the movie clearly isn’t trying very hard to be anything great, and it's guaranteed to get very little attention once it comes out. Still, I’m tired of seeing Paul Rudd do worse than he’s capable of, picking projects that even John Cusack has learned to stay away from.