Wednesday, July 18, 2007

Dont mess with Karma




When my best friend suggested we watch Unfaithful the night it was released, I couldn’t be more excited. It had everything I wanted in a movie- Diane Lane, who in my opinion, is the epitome of classiness, Richard Gere, whose been one of my favorite leading men ever since his Pretty Woman days, and one very beautiful Oliver Martinez. Sitting in the packed theater, sandwiched in between my best friend and a very large, overweight man who spilled into my seat, I was completely uncomfortable. I think it was the moment when a very distraught Richard Gere bashed Oliver’s head in with a snow globe that I officially checked out. However, America went crazy over the flick and gave out Oscars nominations for Best Film, Actor and Actress. That is the funny thing about our country- we love good drama, especially when it comes to the matter of the broken heart. This country was built upon scandals and we live for them. I think we can all easily remember the day Jen and Brad broke up. It was the same week the war started but people were way more invested in Brad dumping Jenn.



2 nights ago, while concepting Audi ads, Unfaithful came on TNT. Drunk with insomnia, I attempted to watch the movie again. Right in the middle of Oliver's brains spewing all over his beautiful brownstone, a friend from college called to inform me she's getting a divorce only after 3 years of marriage. Apparently, her husband has a wandering eye, an eye that has been wondering off to another man since early last year. Sure there were signs that Paul was not completely straight but everyone just figured he was trying to be metrosexual . He grew up Baptist and in attempt to please his parents he married Jenn, a very blond, very southern girl. Now poor thing is left with a messy divorce and a 2 year old, unhousebroken baby. Crazy how screwed up relationships can get. In one minute everything seems normal and wonderful; the next minute the world comes crashing down. Instead of, Till Death..., it should be Till Divorce, when the money has all been spent and you leave me for someone much younger and richer. I know I sound cynical and I shouldnt really. I have never had a bad breakup, I am friends with all my exes, and I have only been mistreated badly once. Also, my parents were madly in love even after 35 years of marriage and would have been going strong had it not been for Mr. Reaper escorting my father off to another party. So, I should believe in love forever but I suppose it's hard when I myself get so bored so easily and I see so many relationships around me fail. Really, I think I am just waiting till someone can prove me wrong with this whole love and marriage thing. Hopefully, if I do get married, it will last till death. And if it doesnt, I'll have a nice stash of snow globes waiting- never know when I just might need to shake things up.


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