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So Happy Together

23 Jan

For all you women out there who just couldn’t relate to Brokeback Mountain, have I got the movie for you. Imagine Me & You tells the story of a woman who, on her wedding day (to a man), makes eye contact with another woman and instantly falls in love. She tries to hold back her feelings, but ultimately, they’re too strong. I’m not kidding. This movie would make an excellent double feature with Brokeback: one is manly and quiet, this one is cutesy and sweet. In Brokeback, Health Ledger speaks in a sometimes undecipherable mumble. In Imagine, nearly all the characters speak in an undecipherable British accent. But this one is a total chick flick. It’s not necessarily a bad movie, and it’s certainly enjoyable, but I just had a hard time with the fact that the florist who was hired for the wedding a) apparently hadn’t met the bride (or anyone in the family) beforehand, b) hadn’t delivered the flowers until that day (seemingly, just minutes before the ceremony), and c) stuck around in her casual clothes to enjoy the festivities. Fine. Big deal. I also thought the best friend was a bit clichéd (he’s that doofus player type who refuses to believe the girl is gay and thinks he can “convert” her). More importantly, I just had a hard time believing the movie’s premise, that this woman, on her wedding day, would see a random other woman, who wasn’t even invited to the ceremony, and just like that not love her husband anymore, and would instead be in love with this woman. I believe in love at first sight, but that is a bit far-fetched. So ultimately, the movie was just eh for me. And as a side note, poor Matthew Goode. First Scarlett Johansson cheats on him in Match Point and now Piper Perabo is in love with another woman. He should never have left Mandy Moore, his costar in Chasing Liberty.

Anyway, I’m giving Imagine Me & You a C+. It opens here in Boston on February 3.

Crude Commute

23 Jan

I realize bad commuting experience postings on a snowy day are a dime a dozen, but I thought I’d post this anyway.

Here’s my beef: I can appreciate why T drivers open the door at every stop to let people on and off when the train is so crowded and people have a hard time getting through. That said, I don’t understand why they do it, especially when the train is packed to the gills and no one is getting off and there’s no room for anyone else to get on.

Today I got on at Coolidge Corner and of course, I had to stuff myself onto the train, securing a small parcel of space at the second door from the front, against the railing on the second stair (of three). Clearly there was no room left for anyone else to get on. However, one stop later, at St. Paul’s Street, the doors opened and some woman, thinking she was funny (I know because she was laughing), got on and stood on the bottom stair. Unfortunately, when the door closed, it felt like she was literally up my ass. (Sorry for the crude imagery. It’s about to get worse.) And she remained there all the way down Beacon Street. At each stop, when the door would close, she got thrust back into me again. (Okay, it’s over now.)

At the St. Mary’s Street stop, someone was getting off, so I got off the train to make room on the stairway. What happened? The woman who had been up my ass quickly took my spot on the stairs, making me have to squeeze to barely get back on. So much for common courtesy.

I wish the MBTA knew how to handle snowy days. No kidding, every time it snows the T service is slower, less frequent, more crowded, more idiotic, and beyond explanation. It’s not like we live in Florida or something where snow would be a freak occurance. This is Boston. It snows every year, multiple times. When will the MBTA ever learn? And when will people learn how to be a bit more sensible on days like today and not be rude to their fellow passengers?

Just a Quick Question

23 Jan

Is there anyone out there who doesn’t know the Metro is free? Why do all the hawkers feel the need to emphasize “free” when they’re giving out papers? “Metro! Free Metro!” I don’t get it.

(Alright, that was two questions. But they’re related.)