I just watched The Holiday for what has to be the … eighth? … time. I’m a complete SUCKER for chick flicks. My BFF Tea and I have a theory that our perpetual state of singleness is due in part to chick flicks. She’s living in Chile right now, on a 13-month teaching stint, but when we were in the same town, we’d hit all the new CFs as soon as they came out. And whenever we’d rent movies, nine times out of 10, it would be a love story. We’ve been doing it since we were 14.
Each time, we’d walk away on a ridiculous high, no matter how inane or poorly acted the show. And each time, we’d look at each other and have the same conversation. No WONDER we have such unrealistic expectations. How could anyone compete?
At this stage in the game (less than two weeks and counting ’til Mommypie turns 40 – yikes!), I have to admit … unless I meet someone who absolutely makes me see stars — makes me go ZAZA ZOO (to inject a Sex in the Cityism) — there’s not much of a point. Especially with a child to consider. I refuse to be in it just to be in it.
But give me a good love story, and I’m all over it. The cheesier the better. (So much for those six years of film school.) In those two hours, I DO want to be in it. In those two hours, I AM in it.
Escapism. It’s one of my favorite things …
1. Valley Girl. I love it when opposites attract.
2. The Holiday. The Jude Law character? That would be me. Minus the chest hair and plus a few inches. (In HEIGHT, people.)
3. Bridget Jones’s Diary. You may remember my Ode to Granny Panties. I don’t know why, but I totally identify with BJ. Er, the character.
4. Because I Said So. The single dad musician. LOVE him. Where are guys like THIS?
5. Under The Tuscan Sun. Tea bought this for me when I was eight months pregnant and had just purchased my first house. I related to this movie in so many ways. The first night in my new home, we had a sleepover and stayed up late watching it. I remember overwhelming feelings of gratitude for the company.
6. Love Actually. Remember the kid in the nativity octopus costume wedged in the car between Hugh Grant and his love interest? The scene only lasts a minute, but I literally snort every time I see it.
7. The Sweetest Thing. Maybe it’s just me, but this Cameron Diaz flick is one of the raunchiest, most hilarious movies ever. I just about pee my pants every time it gets to the glory hole scene. (Yep, you heard me right. Glory Hole Scene. If you don’t know what that means, you’re gonna have to look it up, ’cause I ain’t tellin’ ya.)
8. Titanic. Doy.
9. The Notebook. Double doy.
10. Same Time Next Year. My all-time favorite. Shot in the 70s, this oldie but goodie stars Alan Alda and Ellen Burstyn. Hands down, the most romantic love story I’ve seen. It kills me every time.
So there you go. Mommypie’s quick luv fix. I’ve laid out a whole two and a half months worth of Saturday nights for all you fellow hopeless and easily amused romantics.
Now, what are your favorite chick flicks? I’m always game for something new … not that there aren’t already plenty of exceedingly high expectations to go around.