Today, performing arts magazine Encore brings us "The Bella Swan Syndrome," in which the object of love-triangle affection simply...doesn't seem worth the effort. We kinda see their point. But this is one syndrome that goes both ways:

While we can't help but agree that Bella Swan inspires a rather mysterious level of adulation from ridiculously handsome men (yeah, yeah, cue the "I don't see what the fuss is about" chorus) and that just saying a lot that Carrie Bradshaw "isn't like other women" doesn't make it so, this is by no means a phenomenon restricted to female characters. Indeed, I'd argue that the male counterpoint is an even sorrier specimen. Because for every Keith Nelson, there are a lot of duds out there. And to demonstrate this type's utter sadsackery, he shall be known, henceforth, as "The Ross."