Maybe I should have. Not missed it entirely, but maybe waited for dvd. You see, it was all rather… ish. Performances? Mostly good. Dialogue? Lovely and amazing (yep, thatâ€™s me throwing a bone to one of her other flicks. Cheesy, I know. But too bad. Itâ€™s my blog.) Each individual scene worked. But the movie as a whole? Not really. Not for me anyway. In fact, it kinda left me cold.
Open-ended structure and wispy storylines aside, there’s the Aniston problem. Letâ€™s face it, this isnâ€™t just another indie chick flick, itâ€™s Janistonâ€™s new movie. The One where she looks like a tranny, has no self-esteem, the worst taste in men, â€“ oh and is broke. Sounds like art imitating life, doesnâ€™t it? Sure, she could do much worse than shack up with Vinnie Vaughan. Personally, Iâ€™d take VV over Pitt any day of the week. No comparison. But for the Gen Pop itâ€™s all about Brad.) Hereâ€™s what I find most interesting: in the movie she leaves her well paid, highly respectable teaching job to clean houses. And in real life she leaves her highly respectable TV job to make bad movies. Geddit? Same same!
Iâ€™m not wholly convinced by our Rachelâ€¦I mean, Jennifer. It’s not that she’s that bad. She’s just, not that good. Remember The Good Girl? I liked that movie despite her performance – everybody else was terrific. Yet she’s the marquee name, the one who’s meant to be carrying the film. And she’s just not strong enough In that one and this she relied on a bad dye job, vacant staring, and being thin-lipped. NOT ENOUGH.
Friends donâ€™t let friends go without washing their hair. They just donâ€™t. And friends donâ€™t let friends obsess over a fling – without them, that is. Friends whose friends have smashed their noses into glass plate windows might be a little more concerned about those friends. And above all, friends tell their friends that Lancome Resolution D anti-wrinkle skin care, practically a character in the movie, sucks. Honestly, friends, itâ€™s a really mediocre cream. Talk about product placement!
One of my friends thinks this movie is about money making you happy. I pointed out that all these characters seemed pretty miserable. But she disagreed. See? Friends tell friends when theyâ€™re wrong. ‘Cuz guess what? She was right: the only happy people werenâ€™t the ones â€œwith moneyâ€. They were the ones with more money than they knew what to do with. The one who we saw the least of. The ridiculously loaded ones. Who wouldn’t share. And with friends like thoseâ€¦