I've seen a couple of really, really good movies this last week and it makes me so happy on the inside. While seemingly disparate topics and certainly directors, Forgetting Sarah Marshall and Sex and the City: The Movie really hit home with me for the some of the same reasons. They both depicted what seemed to me, really emotionally touching and surprisingly accurate break-up scenarios. Funny scenarios, yes but also they really were able to convey the pain and the horror, the illogical feelings and the desperation of the moment.
Sex and the City the television series got me through not one but two icky break-ups. My freshman year I lost the person who to an innocent eighteen year old was the love of my life. I spent my afternoons in bed after class watching the Carrie/Big/Aidan/Natasha tragedy (La Dolour Exquisite) and it seemed like a healing salve at that time. Last summer, Jessi and I found the missing parts of the show on DVD for $19 which was in a word, awesome. It really made the entire summer a lot better. Watching the movie felt like catching up with good friends from a really long time ago, as cheesy as that sounds.
Forgetting Sarah Marshall is my favorite Judd Apatow movie today. Knocked Up just plain offended me almost to tears with its moronic morality tale and Superbad, while funny, tickled my stupid bone a little too much even though I adore Michael Cera. Forgetting Sarah Marshall was a really fantastic blend of hot Kristen Bell, ridiculous humor and pretty costumes which are really the only things I require for a movie. I really liked the subtlety of the movie that was able to convey still being able to appreciate past relationships while at the same time hating what they turned you into.
Next up on the summer movie quest: Get Smart. More pretty costumes! Anne Hathaway! Steve Carell! What could go wrong?
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