“I had this guy leave me a voice mail at work, so I called him at home, and then he emailed me to my BlackBerry, and so I texted to his cell, and now you just have to go around checking all these different portals just to get rejected by seven different technologies. It’s exhausting.”
Mary, Drew Barrymore's characted in He's just not that into you.
I FINALLY watched He is just not that into you.
I have been told that it is a brilliant movie that depicts what is really going on in the X&Y terms of things.
And yes... it is a brilliant movie indeed. And most of the things that were talked about in the movie, especially the interviews in between was the naked truth about men and women and what goes on in our head, as far as relationships are concerned.
I discovered one thing about myself. I find that the most character that I have in common with was not with any of the women, but with a man... Justin Long's Alex, to be exact.
Alex is a guy who is not into commitment. He was Gigi's 'relationship counselor' and was kind of the person who pretty much screens most of the guys Gigi go out on dates with.
Until one day, Gigi 'read' all the 'signs' that was given by him and threw herself on him.
Eventually, Alex realized that he was indeed, into Gigi.
Anyway, I am Alex. I am the person who would tell her friends that a relationship is really nothing and that I wouldn't think twice about the guy who didn't call me back or who was giving me somewhat a lukewarm response to my interest.
There are a million men out there like the one who was not interested in me. And I am fine knowing that one of them have zilch interest in me whatsoever. I put on this barricade between me and the men I meet partly because, I am afraid of getting too close because I am afraid of getting burned.
The bad thing about this is that, I might never find love because I might write off one even if it's staring me in the face.
So that evening, I realized, in shock, that I was Alex, a single, attractive man who is just so damn realistic about this shit that he really actually doesn't really give a damn. Or at least, he is trying to make it seemed like he doesn't.
Hmmm...
You read too much into the show la. And it's exactly that - a show. :P
ReplyDeletewell.. art imitates life dahhhling.. :)
ReplyDeleteWell it shore ain't my life it's immitatin'. :)
ReplyDeletewell.. I think its because you have found 'the one' thats why its not imitating yours .. hehee
ReplyDeleteI saw the movie with the Mrs. and that Gigi character reminded me of my early dating years ... :P ... taking on a combination, rasanya when u watch it, you can identify with some of the characters quirks. Now, if only they can make a Malay version that's not slapstick or preachy .. susah ooo...
ReplyDeleteSarclover - the concept of "The one" doesn't really work. You have to make it work otherwise you'll never get "the one". I've had countless fights with my wife and we're like oil and water. But we go pretty well with carrots and chicken.
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