I've got beef. I know, it seems that lately I'm not too happy with anything. I blame it on drivers here. Yep. They drive so horrendously badly that it puts me in a bad mood.

 

But right now my beef's with movie makers. What's up with the movie scene these past 2 years or so? Has the industry peaked and is now taking its natural course of plummeting to the ground where it will lie with every bone broken gasping to get air into its crushed lungs? Yea, I know it's a cliche. My mind's not working at it's normal rate tonight. I blame it on Music and Lyrics. Yep...the movie. Now, I generally enjoy movies that are either about singing or dancing, yet strangely seem allergic to musicals. Go figure. But Music and Lyrics was just one disappointing scene after another. I found it to be a rather cliched plot with cliched lines. I should've known to leave when the movie started off with a song that had lyrics to the effect of, "pop goes my heart" and I kept thinking, "pop goes the weasel." Come on! I couldn't have been happier when I turned 8 and the memory of that rhyme magically vanished from my memory. So I wasn't too happy to have it resurface years later and play in my head on repeat.

 

Another thing that bugged me about the movie was that the near 50 year old man hooks up with a woman at least 20 years his junior. Why are movies trying to push that crap on to people? Fine, we know that older men can get younger women (although I personally think that if there's a huge age difference, these women usually have daddy issues that they need to deal with) but how many movies show an older woman hooking up with a younger man? Sure, there was How Stella Got Her Groove Back...but can we in all seriousness even consider that a movie? That was a 124 minutes of...for want of a better word...crap! The point is there should be an equal division of older people hooking up with younger people. I'd also like to see a movie which ends with "they lived happily together for 6 months before they started having problems. Thinking they could solve these problems by getting married, the two planned an unbelievably expensive wedding, and while still in the process of writing thank you notes to all their gift-givers, they realized that they were never meant for each other, and decided to get divorced citing unreconcilable differences as the reason for the dissolvance of their marriage. Then they each went their way, stupidly looking for love, only to repeat the same mistakes, and end up alone all over again." What? Don't look at me that way! The divorce rate in the USA is a little over 60% I believe. That's a little more than half. Which means that if you have 2 couple friends, it's almost certain that one of them will get divorced, if not both.

 

And they ask "when are you getting married?" Ha! I'm no fool.