Whatever your initial feelings were about He’s Just Not That Into You, you need to let them go. This movie is good eatins’ and it wasn’t until I saw it the second time that I realized that fact. The movie, which has the most amazing cast ever, follows the romantic travails of the following women:
- Mary (Drew Barrymore): A writer who finds difficulty with dating in the age of modern conveniences such as MySpace, texting, email, and caller ID.
- Beth (Jennifer Aniston): A woman who has been in a long-term relationship with a guy who loves her but claims that he does not want to get married. Ever.
- Anna (Scarlett Johansson): A gorgeous and trampy girl who falls for a married guy (Bradley Cooper–delicious) and commences an affair, confident that he might be “the one” and will leave his wife for her.
- Janine (Jennifer Connelly): The wife whose absolutely perfect husband who would never do a dang thing wrong, noted above, has an affair, and the best friend/horrible advice giver/moral supporter of…
- Gigi (Ginnifer Goodwin): The hopeless romantic who gave me the line for the subject of today’s blog. My favorite character, Gigi dates and dates and dates and never loses hope that she will find her guy, regardless of all the dating trash she goes through. Love her story line.
So there you have it. I admit that the first time I ever saw this movie, I hated it. I had just gotten divorced, had just been on a string of dates with a few guys who seemed to really like me, but ultimately did not call. I had been broken up with (twice) via text message, and the guy I had been pining after for a pathetic several months made out with me (which was the most unpleasant NCMO ever, FYI), took my rice cooker, and disappeared.
Despite all of these things, however, I was hopeful, and it took this movie to teach me that it wasn’t happening. I was angry that the movie hit on so much that was going on for me personally at the time that I vowed I would never see it again.
Then I got over it. Then I watched the movie again. And then I loved it so much I purchased it and watched it three times in a row. I was still not in a good place as far as relationships are concerned. I still pretty much hated guys, but the difference was I had done what Gigi never does in the movie. I had given up. I had decided to just play the field the way guys do. I went on a bunch of dates. I made guys feel like I really liked them and then splat! Cut it off. Phased them out. Whatever.
So when I saw the movie again, I felt like I was seeing it from both sides. Some men are just lame. Some men are just clueless. But if they aren’t making an effort, it’s probably for the best. But that doesn’t mean we need to sit and gripe about how awful life is because we’re not with someone. (A good friend of mine just said, “The only thing I’m missing out on by not being married is sex.” She travels, has an extensive education, and a great job. Love this quote/her!) The most rewarding and satisfying point in my life was the point that I realized that being in a relationship with someone because you feel like you need to is never a good idea.
If you’re going to be in a relationship, go ahead and be in a relationship, but make it a conscious decision. Be in a relationship because you and that person have something to offer each other and you are happy with your(single)self, and not because being around them makes you feel the inner num-nums. I think that being in a relationship just to make yourself feel good is the worst reason to be in a relationship ever. And so selfish. Which brings me to my next point (I promise the soapbox portion of this blog is over.)
My favorite part of this movie is the very end. The skeezy guy who cheats on his wife never learns his lesson, and his wife goes on to grow from the experience and discover who she is, and I can only guess comes to love who she is as a one woman show. The long-term relationship but no commitment folks get married. The girl who fell for the skeezer pursues her dreams on her own, and the chronically-dumped-via-MySpace meets someone face to face in a coffee shop. Then there is Gigi. Gigi, poor hopeless little Gigi who dates exactly the same way that I do and doesn’t compromise herself to be someone she’s not just so someone will like her, finds someone who can appreciate her horrible dating ways and it’s all happy and tied up nicely, a la Hollywood.
So if you are one of the millions (I’m sure there are that many) women who saw this movie and wrote it off as being the worst movie ever, I might suggest that perhaps it was the worst movie ever because it was so gosh darn awful and you RELATED to it. I didn’t like it either… until I acknowledged that my faults in the dating world were mine to own up to. When I watched it the second time, I had gotten to a point where I knew I had a lot to learn, and guess what? I did. It’s the perfect wakeup call for the chronically bad dater (such as myself).
And that’s that.
You will definitely want to stay tuned for the next review. Stephen has to watch High School Musical and write a glowing review. It’s going to be so good, I’m looking forward to it like it’s Christmas.