Sunday, February 13, 2011

My Funny Valentine

 I fancy myself quite the cinephile.
In my DVR titles you'll find such classics as Metropolis, Goodfellas, The Bicycle Thief, and Blow Up amongst others.
Heck, I even recorded Intolerance one night when it was on AMC's Silent Sunday.
And I fully intend to watch it the very next time I have a free 3 1/2  hours to kick back and see a 95 year old silent movie.
I might even throw in a viewing of Shoah and call it a weekend!

But in a folder of my DVR, hidden from prying eyes, is my stash of guilty pleasures:
Sleepless in Seattle, My Best Friend's Wedding, Notting Hill, When Harry Met Sally.............!
Even as I swear I can never forgive Ralph Fiennes for appearing in Maid in Manhattan, I'm eating up every scene like it's the last brownie in the pan.

My name is Jacquie and I am a rom-com addict.

And the one time of year when I feel no shame in indulging my addiction is tomorrow, Valentine's Day.
If you're a singleton, wondering when Mr Right will come along............well if a poor hooker in L.A. can snag a billionaire, (thank you Pretty Woman) than you gotta believe there's hope for you.
And if you're already in a relationship, as crappy as it might be sometimes, at least you're not  Jennifer or Reese or Drew or Julia or any other ridiculously beautiful woman, failing at love, over and over and over again up on the big screen.

So tomorrow night I will set a piece of chocolate pound cake with rose-scented cream cheese frosting in front of me and spend the evening with my favorite couple, Alvy and Annie.

And I'll leave it to Alvy Singer to sum up, so much better than I ever could, the meaning of love:

“After that it got pretty late, and we both had to go, but it was great seeing Annie again. I... I realized what a terrific person she was, and... and how much fun it was just knowing her; and I... I, I thought of that old joke, y'know, the, this... this guy goes to a psychiatrist and says, "Doc, uh, my brother's crazy; he thinks he's a chicken." And, uh, the doctor says, "Well, why don't you turn him in?" The guy says, "I would, but I need the eggs." Well, I guess that's pretty much now how I feel about relationships; y'know, they're totally irrational, and crazy, and absurd, and... but, uh, I guess we keep goin' through it because, uh, most of us... need the eggs.”

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