Lisa and I saw Two Weeks Notice this afternoon. 13.00 for matinee!! Ridiculous! At any rate, we try to see Romantic Comedies– it’s the cause I support. I walk the street with my placard reading: “MORE HOLLYWOOD ROMANTIC FLUFF!” and “BRING BACK DORIS DAY AND ROCK HUDSON!” Two Weeks Notice was well meaning but it missed by a mile. This was the first time I could tell a character was cut from a movie. It was weird how Hansel, Sandy’s boyfriend, was talked about and alluded to but never shown. And I hate when silly fluffy movies get political. Just alienate half the audience… what a great idea! And as much as I enjoy the Hugh Grant persona, he just didn’t strike me as a good catch in this movie. He was wishy-washy, indecisive, lifeless, and slutty! Why Sandy would want him after she finds him playing strip poker with his new Chief Council is beyond me. At any rate, I gave it a 6 on imdb. It was entertaining enough- although certainly not worth the price of admission— but what is these days?
It is snowing here in Philadelphia (well, just north of). I am feeling better although my voice is getting worse. In the car going to the movie, I sang along to the radio. Burning Ring of Fire was playing and it was uncanny how much I sounded like Johnny Cash. Oh Gosh! I am coming across as so attractive… I have hairy legs and a voice like Bea Arthur/Johnny Cash! No wonder she can’t get a date! All the pieces just fit into place! 🙂