Renee!
Editor Andrew here, readers. As some of you know, I’m in Santa Fe. Last night I spent some time with my sister, Laura, who was watching Bridget Jones’ Diary when I arrived at her house. She claims to hate movies like that, but I suspect otherwise. Anyway, that fucking flick has me thinking of “true love” and it’s making me sick. Even Oxygen’s ultra-trashy Bad Girls Club didn’t wipe away the residual emotions. Please tell me someone out there had a similarly nauseated reaction to the 2001 picture. Please!
bjd made me believe in the REAL THING
I actually was just thinking about this while driving home and Morrissey’s ‘That’s How People Grow Up’ came on the radio. Funny song and it properly makes fun of that sort of thing. It’s not depressing to not believe in ‘true love’. It’s depressing to believe in it and yet never find it.
I love those silly, romantic chick flicks.
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I think it’s Renee. Good actress in serious roles where she cries, but weird in romantic comedies and musicals like Chicago. Marrying that cow shit kicking singer, Kenny what’s his name.