CHICK FLICKS

So I don't go to chick flicks very often. I usually prefer movies that have lots of blood, or explosions. But every so often I feel like a romantic comedy. (Funny, you don't look like...ohnevermind)

I've been trying to talk Michael into taking me to The Wedding Date. His reaction is roughly the same as mine would be to Camping in Auschwitz, 1940.

My latest ploy: I have sent him an email, claiming to have found the following review on the IMDB:

The Wedding Date--what a load of rubbish (3 stars)

I have never seen such a bad case of mis-marketing. This movie is billed as a romantic comedy, but it's really more soft-core porn. Every five minutes, there's another bit of gratuitous nudity or a full-on sex scene. The sex scenes leave little to the imagination--I'm not sure how they got this rating, but they must have bribed someone in the ratings agency.

Really, it should be called The Wedding Breasts, as the entire film seems to be merely a vehicle for showing more and more naked breasts. I was shocked. Horrified. I nearly left the theatre.

****
I'll let you know if he buys it.