I am a football widow today, and when left to my own devices, my thoughts turn to romantic comedy. I have this notion that it would be really fun to commandeer the TV and watch endless rom com. When I imagine it, I think it will be a marathon of movies. In reality, one movie feels endless. Some part of my brain still hasn't caught up to the fact that I can no longer buy into these movies. It's a combination of getting older and also that the writing often isn't as good as it used to be. Seriously, I think if I watched one of the Nora Ephron classic romantic comedies, I would still understand its worth. And it's not about the talent. They used to be solidly built films.
Today I watched Crazy, Stupid Love. It's a movie about fighting for your soulmate. Thats really its intention. It's intergenerational. Everyone turns out to have some sort of connection, and then all sorts of supposed complications occur. The police even get involved at one point. The only way I stayed involved at all is I have this weird quirk that when I buy a film from On Demand, I feel hellbent to finish it. So I used it as exercise time on the elliptical machine; i ate lunch; I shred previously important documents that I no longer needed; and I imagined these great actors in different creative ventures that I would actually like. Then I tried to rewrite the script in my head. In my version, Kevin Bacon and Marisa Tomei would be on screen more and have many more things to do. In my version, i think I would probably do away with the babysitter subplot completely. I would give the son a new story. There's a good film in there, I think. It just needed to be rearranged.
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