I'll just say this one last thing on "The Runaway Bride". If, and that's a big if, I ever do get married, it's going to consist of me, the bride, two witnesses, and a justice of the peace. None of this full blown, all out wedding stuff, because I've seen firsthand the stress it leads to.
I've attended, and served in many funerals, erm weddings that is, for frat brothers and relatives, and they all had the same thing in common. Somebody comes unhinged. Usually it's the bride, but I remember one spectacular occasion where it was one of my frat brothers, who spent the entire day getting so plastered he could barely speak the vows. That marriage lasted all of two years...
There have been some weddings where me and an old friend from high school(she's my sister's best friend and we've flirted for over 20 years) would bet on how long the marriage would last. Catty? Absolutely. But our over-under was usually dead-on. We could nail a winner or a loser in about 15 seconds of getting the wedding invitation.
At a family party a couple of months ago, we got on the subject of marriages not lasting. My brother had the stories of the evening. One of his friends got married, they had a wedding dinner and then left for their honeymooon in southern Utah. They got to St George (about 4 hours away) and she looked at him and said "I've just made the biggest mistake of my life. Let me out of the car." He tried to reason with her, but couldn't. So he stopped and let her out of the car. Never saw her again. Got an annulment. The other story was that the family, friends, and brides were waiting for the groom to show up at the altar. Only he never did. After 90 minutes or so, it was determined he wasn't in the building, so they started a search party. They found the poor guy hiding in a garage a couple of blocks and shaking. Needless to say, that marriage never happened.