Why?
Why?
Why?
Why?
Why do I keep doing this to myself? I need to stop listening to people who tell me to watch a movie that my gut tells me to avoid. It's not that this is a bad movie. Because it really isn't.
But it's a fucking chick flick!
I can do happy. I can do sad. I can do dysfunctional families, star crossed lovers, relationships destroyed by disease. I am not completely without feeling, even as hard as I try to be. But this movie was just pure sap. That Beaches, Terms of Endearment kind of sweet that makes your fillings hurt. Even if slipping into a diabetic coma is your things, I couldn't get past the whole Cameron Diaz thing. Man, is she annoying. The always adorable Toni Collette was the only thing that kept me from turning the movie, but the script constantly fails her character giving her all the depth of a saucer of milk. Oh well. Win some, lose some.
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