Tuesday, February 10, 2009

I'm Just Not That Into It

Dear Hollywood,
I just got through watching "He's Just Not That Into You" and I have to say, I'm a little disappointed. Now Hollywood, you and me go way back. Remember Sixteen Candles, Say Anything or Something About Mary? Good stuff, Hollywood. Good times.

Now? Not so much. We have one extreme- the Sex in the City Carrie Bradshaw and superfriends, who denounce a relationship faster than you can flash a red Louboutin sole. Or Juno- so intent on proclaiming how "indie" the whole thing is that it feels like a forced Urban Outfitters ad. And tonight's fiasco----- which had no redeeming qualities whatsoever, and took longer to get through than Ghandi. And, rumor has it, because I sat next to someone who gets their hair done by the same person as Jennifer Aniston, that SHE is even humiliated to talk about it. Yes, it was that bad.

What gives? Why must women always be portrayed as needing a man so much (yes Carrie, even you). We are not a bunch of idiots that gather at our supposedly trendy jobs to hash over how much men like/dislike us. You cannot take women well into their 30's and make them act like seventh graders. It's grating. It's annoying, and most importantly, it's not real.

And how do you make this better? You give me the Shopaholic series, and now I have to see Becky Bloomwood blather on and hide a credit card in the freezer like a fucking moron. This Hollywood, is why I don't really go to the movies. I'd rather watch MadMen on Netflix.  At least Betty Draper is aware of her stereotype. Or, at least Don is.
Love,
Lollyblogger

2 comments:

Heather said...

You went a theatre? I have been once since Thais was born Oct 05!
-h

Minivan Mom said...

Okay, I LOVED Juno, but the "forced Urban Outfitters ad" had me cracking up.

And your comment on my blog about the sex made me burst out laughing. Don't add anything else to my list!