I have always been a fan of quirky love movies but I hate sappy endings.
You know:
The ones where it’s raining and the guy runs to catch the girl of his dreams at the airport. He arrives right as she is about to board the plane and calls out her name. She turns to see his face and she drops her bags and realizes how much she loves him. He sees her and runs toward her. She runs toward him as well. A sappy love song begins and so does the slow motion. He leaps over a small child, three bags of luggage and a golden retriever. She does not attempt this wild jumping technique because, duh, she is wearing heels and a five hundred dollar dress made of silk and stitched together by angels from fashion heaven. They meet in the middle and embrace. The slow motion ends but Phil Collins keeps on singing. The man apologizes for doing something that he did earlier in the movie but either I don’t care or it was really dumb. Let’s just say his friends paid him to date her and then he fell in love with her. This seems to be a common one. She forgives him, I mean after all he did just jump over a golden retriever for her. Nothing says love like jumping over man’s best friend. Despite the bet and cheesy remarks he has made they embrace and kiss. Now the music gets louder and the camera zooms out.
This movie caught my attention right away with the phrase:
This is a story of boy meets girl. But you should know up front, this is not a love story.
No sappy ending, Zooey Deschanel, and music by Regina Spektor? It might as well have been covered in chocolate. I needed to see this movie. Not to worry, but I will not ruin it for anyone.
Enjoy.
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