Sunday

Find me a good chick flick, that isn't 30 years old.



Do I truly believe that Tom Hanks' character or Meg Ryan's to that end actually have sex with their significant others in this film? No I do not.

Do I believe that when they fall oh so hard in love that they will then take their word heavy relationship to the sheets? No, no I don't.

Is that what a chick flick is? In 10 things I hate about you Julia Stiles subtly tells us sex is BAD, in She's all that Paul Walker comes off as some form of Prom night rapist... what happened 90's??

I want the 80's films back. It's only romantic if John Cusack is outside my window blaring classic tunes from a sound system bigger than his car but smaller than his hair...

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