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We were due a good chick flick and ladies, it has arrived. Last night, my friends and I ventured out to see the highly anticipated, “He’s Just Not That Into You”. We went out to dinner, had some wine, and excitedly drove to the theater.

It was sold out.

So, we drove clear across town to the only other theater showing it, a place I like to call hell on earth. As I circled the parking lot again and again and again, I thought, “This sure as heck better be worth it.” Then, we stood in a line that snaked around several times, fearing the moment of going up to the window and hearing “Sorry Ladies, just sold the last ticket to this one.” We eyed the gaggle of teeny boppers giggling in front of us in their mini skirts and Ugg boots and prayed “Oh please let them be here to see Hotel for Dogs.”

The guy called us up to the ticket window (one of eight) and before he could even say hello, my friend shrieked out, “FOUR FOR HE’S JUST NOT THAT INTO YOU!!” We were going crazy in this confined space that smelt of Abercrombie perfume and Lip Smackers.

And with that, we were in.

2 bathroom trips, 1 Icee, 3 bottles of water, and a pack of Rainsinets later, we were in our seats and the movie started.

As with most chick flicks, it started with a horror movie preview (for the poor fellas in the audience) which was followed by several previews of our next batch of romantic comedies, most of which included actors also in the feature presentation.

I won’t go into the movie too much, but I really liked it. The last movie in this genre that I enjoyed was 27 Dresses and that was an eternity ago. This cast was great and there were several very funny moments. How much do I love Justin Long? SO much.

The one thing that I hate about a theater full of women (which my friends apparently enjoy!!) is the abundance of “collective reactions.” You know what I’m talking about…

“Awwwww!”

*gasp*

“OH NO HE DIDN’T!”

*applause*

“Awwwww!” (had to be listed twice because it occurs far too often)

“Tell him, girl!”

At first it is kind of funny - we’re all in this together! - but by the 3rd or 4th gasp and the 6th or 7th “Awww,” I just wanted to channel my inner Amy Poehler and Seth Myers and say “Really?! You didn’t already figure out that they were going to kiss when their heads were abnormally close to one another? Really?”

And, forewarning, they may try to promote it is one of those romantic comedies that transcends gender lines with a star studded cast and a “girls are so neurotic in relationships that men will relate to these scenarios” story line, but this is the quintessential chick flick. I highly recommend going to see it, but I encourage you to go with your girl friends. I felt so sorry for the 5 or 6 men who’d been suckered into coming and now found themselves in a room full of 150 women. God bless them. At least it appeared their significant others had them well-stocked with concession stand goodies to keep them content.

We are lucky that there are so many amazing Oscar-worthy movies (I mean, “films”) out right now, but I liked having something a little lighter and comical for a Saturday night.

He’s Just Not That Into You….I give it 2 thumbs up.

Posted on February 8th, 2009 by Lindsay
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