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Copyright 2004 by N. Julius |
Rom Com Marathon I went into this month’s research thinking that the makers of romantic comedies – those light, fluffy movies devoted to breezy tales of lonely souls finding “the one” true love of their lives – hate women. Why else would they churn out film after film featuring churlish, recalcitrant harpies trapped in soul-crushing jobs who ultimately have their hearts warmed and their metaphorical balls removed by handsome dreamboats? Well, after a weekend rom-com cheese fest supervised by cruise director Lolita, I have changed my mind. I am now convinced that the makers of romantic comedies hate everyone. I will give you the details of my marathon run through Hollywood hell momentarily. First, I feel I should issue a disclaimer. The risks involved in watching a high number of romantic comedies in a condensed time period cannot be overstated. Indeed, it would be wholly accurate to say that the experience bored the crap out of me. I never thought schmaltz could be dangerous to your health, but then again I never anticipated watching six romantic comedies in the space of 27 hours either. That’s right. You heard me. The six movies in question, selected by Lo for maximum painfulness, were: Serendipity (2001); Kate and Leopold (2001); How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days (2003); Runaway Bride (1999); What Women Want (2000); and You’ve Got Mail (1998). I can honestly tell you that few experiences rival the shame of having a scruffy Blockbuster employee loudly announce the titles of these six specific films to a store full of people and follow it up with, “and did you take the last Cosmo?” |