A (romantic) comedy of errors

As mentioned in my post about TiMER, I’ve recently begun trying to watch romantic comedies instead of more serious movies. I’ve discovered that watching romantic comedies is much easier on my brain than other movies that require actual thought. So in an effort to find a decent movie, I started several mediocre flicks, gave up on some, and finished four.

The four films I finished were The Bounty Hunter, starring Gerard Butler (who should have stopped with 300) and Jennifer Aniston (who should have stopped with Friends); The Ugly Truth, starring Gerard Butler again and Katherine Heigl (who still makes good movies, but those are overshadowed by the many bad movies she makes); Weather Girl starring no one famous and a cute-ish guy; and Beauty & The Briefcase starring Hilary Duff and <insert nerdy guy here>.

I’ve discovered something about myself while watching these movies and half a season of The Secret Life of the American Teenager: I am willing to watch a mediocre movie if there is an attractive guy in it. This makes me somewhat ashamed of myself.

Also, a message to rom-com writers: it’s a good idea to have an interesting enough plot in the first five to ten minutes of a movie so I’m interested enough to watch the rest of the film. The four films I managed to finish–actually, I’ll call them movies since they don’t possess the quality necessary to be called a film–caught my attention.

But in the case of Beauty & The Briefcase, my attention was caught for all the wrong reasons. First off, Hilary Duff is a terrible actress. TERRIBLE! Embarrassingly bad. I felt physical pain from watching the movie, but, like a car wreck, couldn’t seem to pull myself away.
Second, the movie ruins any image of a decent woman we’ve managed to build. It’s about a girl who aspires to write for Cosmo but can’t seem to get an -in-. She also conveniently has troubles finding a good partner (probably because she is a shallow witch), so she decides to pitch a story to Cosmo about finding love in the business world. Cosmo, for some reason, thinks hiring this loon as a writer sounds like a good idea. So Duff proceeds to lie and slut her way into a job that she is unqualified for and spends the entire movie lusting after men. She talks about men the entire time. It’s, like, give me a break! Real women have other interests!
The final straw for me was the Go Fish game of male models’ various “hot” body parts – “Do you have a set of delicious abs?” Oh, PUH-LEASE! Vomit. It was terrible. I really can’t say enough about the horrible-ness.
And to save you the trouble of watching the terrible, terrible movie, I’ll tell you the end. Duff falls for the nerdy guy who is perfect for her but doesn’t match any of the check-marks on her “list.” Lame.

Weather Girl is about a woman who is a “sassy weather girl” on a morning news show. She is sick of not being taken seriously so she rants on-air about the affair the cohosts are having and quits. She then has troubles finding a job and respect and has to move in with her brother who, surprise surprise, has a hot neighbor. Hot Neighbor is too young for her to actually date, so they have a sexual relationship, but eventually decide to actually date in the sappy conclusion. See previous comment about hot guys and interesting beginnings hooking me. Nothing impressive or unimpressive about the movie beyond the news industry…I watched because of my recent entry into the news industry.

The Ugly Truth started out pretty good but just got stupid at the end. They fall for each other in a completely implausible manner. It was rushed and stupid. And predictable (but only partly because I read the wiki out of impatience). The ending ruined the movie for me. And further ruined Gerard Butler. I should watch 300 again. Mmm…man abs. Wow. that was a hypocritical statement.

The Bounty Hunter, surprisingly, was the best of the four flicks. Butler and Aniston–or their characters, who are too unimportant to look up the names of–actually have a reasonable history (exes who fell out of love) and fall back in love through a humourous, yet implausible, series of events. Aniston is a crime journalist who had a run-in with the law and failed to make her mandatory court appearance, so Butler, a bounty hunter, must return her to court. There is a series of hijinks and complications that ends with them falling in love.
It was stupid, yet I kind of enjoyed it. Kind of.
I hate Jennifer Aniston, though.

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