This weekend, I saw the new Zach Braff movie, The Last Kiss. I think it was good. I say that because the complexities of the plot rang so true, that for 2 uninterrupted hours, I felt the entire span of harrowing emotions that arise from relationship struggles. It successfully reinforced every commitment-phobic and relationship-phobic instinct in me. In fact, I felt so devastated when I came out of the film, that I knew immediately that I don't EVER want to see it again. Or think too much about it.
I just can't figure out if that makes it a good movie or a bad movie..
About Me
- bebeMe
- Dallas, TX
- I am a copywriter and I live in Dallas, TX. I'm optimistic, girly and an avid reader of teen fiction. I find unspeakable joy in old school Britney, big plastic rhinestones, the theme music for "The Office," making fun of elitist classical musicians (but I can do that because I used to be one of them), and the fact that I was born in the same year as 2 of my favorite companies: bebe Stores and Apple Inc. I worry a lot, am a little vain and selfish, and I refuse to eat chocolate that's not really, really dark. My fake blonde fake-tanned appearance belies a heart full of genuine intentions. Because I only talk shit about people if they are friends or family and are currently standing right in front of me.
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