I Heart Sappy Movies

So I like Pretty Woman. I have the DVD (originals, mind you) of Bed of Roses, The Cutting Edge and Serendipity. I have a thing for sappy, feel-good, they-end-up-together movies.

Last night I went to see The Holiday. I gotta admit I was skeptical. It had Cameron Diaz and Kate Winslet in it. Two of my least favorite actresses. But hey, what the heck. Dinner and a movie's always good. Especially when you hang out with HK associates who take you to the best Chinese restaurants. ....Damn those dumplings were good!

Again, I digress.

Anyway, I was skeptical. And the critics panned it. But hey, the critics hated Kenneth Branagh's Dead Again, one of my all time favorite films. So I went.

And I loved it.

Cool soundtrack, Jude Law gorgeous, plot developed quickly (though it was kinda long) and it had gut wrenching, I-totally-understand-what-you-mean lines such as this:

I understand feeling as small and as insignificant as humanly possible. And how it can actually ache in places you didn't know you had inside you. And it doesn't matter how many new haircuts you get, or gyms you join, or how many glasses of Chardonnay you drink with your girlfriends... you still go to bed every night going over every detail and wonder what you did wrong or how you could have misunderstood. And how in the hell for that brief moment you could think that you were that happy. And sometimes you can even convince yourself that he'll see the light and show up at your door. And after all that, however long all that may be, you'll go somewhere new. And you'll meet people who make you feel worthwhile again. And little pieces of your soul will finally come back. And all that fuzzy stuff, those years of your life that you wasted, that will eventually begin to fade.

And this:

Because you're hoping you're wrong. And every time she does something that tells you she's no good, you ignore it. And every time she comes through and surprises you, she wins you over, and you lose that argument with yourself, that she's not for you.

Can someone please hand me a dull butter knife? I need to plunge it through my chest now....