Maybe men would revise their dating repertoire if they stopped getting the message that we’re just a bunch of whiny shopaholics who need only a pedicure and vat of ice cream to offset their bad behavior. A stop at the salon never helps us get over the person we love. When you cut us, we don’t bleed Häagen-Dazs.
Maybe women would be healthier if the entire planet would stop insisting the only way to existential bliss is matrimony. In the movie, Jennifer Aniston’s character breaks up with Ben Affleck, a mild-mannered lug who adores her but won’t put a ring on it. Later, Jen’s father has a heart attack, so she cares for him while her married sisters’ spouses show what sports-lovin’ lazy asses husbands can be. Ben shows up to help, making Jen realize a man who loves and respects her carries more weight than a marriage certificate.
“Bravo!” I wanted to shout. “Marriage schmarriage, the goal is love!”
Then the dope asks her to marry him anyway. And this, just minutes after the dude tapping Scarlett Johansson admits to cheating on his wife because he felt forced into marriage. Way to go, Hollywood! <?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" />
Shouldn’t we be telling honest stories so we can live our lives honestly? Here’s He’s Just Not That Into You as it would really happen.