I puked when I watched 27 Dresses



Well, figuratively, not literally. This movie was also crap, but at least well edited crap. I hated this shitty film too, just not as much as I hated Prom Night. In case you hadn't been paying attention (and I hadn't), Chick-Lit and it's corresponding romantic comedy offspring are the vanguards of the new sexism.

This movie proposes that a woman with a good education, a high paying job, a gigantic apartment in Manhattan, and tons of friends can't be happy unless a man comes to sweep her off her feet. Marriage=Happiness, get it? I think that's fucking disgusting.

Predictable to the point of me calling out lines before characters said them. Movies like this are a self fulfilling prophecy. It's a story about a woman with unreasonable expectations about love, sex and marriage who ultimately gets everything she wants and for whom everything works out perfectly. The kind of women who have grossly twisted ideas about their lives generally derive those misconceptions from what? The media they ingest, like movies about people getting everything they want. Sigh. What a load of shit.
- posted by Mason @ 6:04 PM