Saturday, January 28, 2006

Damn you, Nicholas Sparks...

... and damn TBS, too. Why, WHY do they have to play A Walk to Remember just as I'm waking up? (today was the day to sleep in... ah, sweet laziness!) Warning to those with a Y chromosome: chick flick discussion lies ahead. Turn back now, if you choose, before it's too late.

This is a sappy movie. I know that. I've seen it at least a few times before. I really don't need to watch it again, do I?

I can make it through this whole movie without crying... until Landon goes to thank his dad for paying for Jamie's home care. Then... look out. And bring me some freakin' kleenex.

When this movie first came out in theaters, I outright refused to see it. Too cheesy. Then my girls made me watch it with them at home. Eh. Not bad. Developed just the teeniest crush on Shane West. I say "teeniest," because he's a lot too young for me. Now, the guy that plays his dad in the movie, David Lee Smith, mrrrrooowwwww. He was also in Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood. Yummy.

And... I will also admit that I love Mandy Moore's song, "Only Hope"-- something that I usually would just gag over. My youngest daughter sang this song in her school's talent show last year. We had a whole ROW of people crying in the auditorium. God, we're all saps. Blech.

Don't even get me started on Message in a Bottle. The book alone was tough to get through. Why does Nicholas Sparks enjoy making people sad??? Why, I ask?!!?

I think my next post needs to be about hockey players beating the shit out of each other... or poop. Something definitely not sappy. Yeah.

3 comments:

Ludicrousity said...

OH how I love a walk to remember. I dont' care if it's a sappy chick flick, its' better than most of the other ones. I love it. And i love only hope! I'm not usually a huge girly girl (although I can be), but I adore this movie. I own it!

nabbalicious said...

Quick! Quick! Rent "Slap Shot"! It's not too late!

I'm such a movie crier, it's embarrassing. When I was watching "13 Going On 30," I was practically sobbing and saying to the TV, "But she HAS to be with Matt! She just HAS GOT TO BE WITH MATT!"

Boy, thank God it all worked out.

We're not going to talk about "Titanic" and how much I cried during that movie, though.

don't call me MA'AM said...

I'm glad to be in such good company then!

I knew I was destined to be a movie crier when I was a little girl, crying through Snoopy Come Home. A tad embarrassing, but that's life. :-)