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Friday, December 23, 2011

Corny, eh?

Chick flicks. What do you make of them? The ones that have loud, noisy, giggly girls but still make the girl watching the flick reach for the tissues? I’ve never been a fan of such movies. Rom-coms, at that. No way. That being said, I recently watched the movie The Holiday. A mixture of romance/comedy/drama genres. Just your regular chick flick. It basically is a movie where two girls, who have obviously had failed past relationships, swap houses and spend a fortnight away from home. And yes, they both fall in love with a local guy. The movie stars Kate Winslet, Jack Black, Cameron Diaz and Jude Law. I liked the movie. A lot. The only chick flick that I have actually liked. Heh. Probably because of Jude Law. Still.
It is one of the corniest movies ever. The lines are clichéd. The plot is so predictable. The actors have definitely not given that good a performance, not that the roles needed any. The movie also has a fairytale-ish ending. One thing that struck me while watching the movie was when Jude Law says to Cameron Diaz that he’s in love with her. Not that he loves her, mind. That he’s in love with her. There is a difference, yes. Saying “I love you.” and “I’m in love with you.” are two totally different things. You may love someone, but are you IN love with them? No, it is not an infatuation. That is something else all together.
I have a host of excellent movies that I’d love to recommend. For now, The Holiday should do. Nice movie. Go watch it.

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

All ye darker sex! (Fairer sex is so cliched!)

“You better not keep your slipper that close to the railing. It’ll fall into the water.”
“No it won’t”
“I’m telling you, it will.”

And, dear readers, it DID fall into the lake and my dear friend had to jump across the railing, go down to the water edge and fish it out.

“You don’t say anything like that next time!”

I just grinned big.

That was not the first time that something as such has occurred. Many a times, small, seemingly trivial events have taken place after my telling they will. What do you call that?
I call it intuition. An inkling. My instincts are nearly always right.
So are my Dad’s though.

Anyway, here’s a snap of the gone-astray slipper.
:D



Also, this.




I read the article above in the paper and would you know! LOL!
It is true though. You listen to your girl/wife; you’ll do well in life.
Honest!
It’s just that we women have better judgment, logic, common sense, wit and reasoning. We might sometimes lose our heads and it may seem as though we do not possess any skills better than you, but more often than not, lets face it, you are proved wrong.

Here's the link.
LOL!

This also reminds of that paint ad, I forget which one exactly, in which the Granny says “I am always right!” The hand gesture as she says it is too good.