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Published: February 28th 2009
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Pre-Movie Milkshake
Catherine and Stephanie I think there are about five guys present in this packed theatre. Caroline has gotten six of us girls tickets to see the latest rage in Hollywood chickflickdom:
He's Just Not That Into You. We giggle excitedly as we take our seats in the posh
Empire Theatre, the sight of hundreds of movie premiers, and waste no time retrieving our snuck-in candy from our purses.
I wonder how many celebrities have sat in this very seat. I think as I munch on my maltesers.
Rather than having only one storyline, the film is a conglomeration of stories that intertwine as we slowly see how the characters are connected. It's stacked with an all-star cast, which seems to be the trendy thing to do these days. Like, let's see how many huge stars we can fit into one movie.
I don't mind, though, and the stories aren't entirely predictable. I laugh, I cry, and then I laugh at myself
for crying.
This movie sprang entirely out of a scene in
Sex and the City. Greg Behrendt was a writer for the show back then and this scene was his brainchild. It was so authentic and refreshing, people were fascinated and wanted more. So
Victoria and Katherine
at the Mexican restaurant after the movie. he wrote a book, which is (amazingly) entitled
He's Just Not That Into You, and it advises women on the behavior of men. Within weeks, he was going on talk shows, explaining, "I get so tired of women reading into things and over-analyzing us. It leads to so much suffering on their part. Men aren't that complicated; we're actually pretty simple." Greg eventually even landed his own talk show, which achieved little success.
The basic premise of the movie is the message that Greg Behrendt has been proclaiming for years now: that when a guy is interested, there are no mixed messages. If he's interested, he'll call you when he says he will. He'll book a second date. He'll defintely come stay over at your place after a date when you invite him. If he's not doing these things, then forget about what he says. He's obviously
just not that into you.
However, I can't help but feel discouraged. This is an American movie about the American dating scene, and it's totally true. English men are a different beast entirely. At least American men make sense!
Afterward, we go to the Mexican restaurant nearby and sit at
Steph and Caroline
at the Mexican restaurant after the movie. a table in the bar, drinking and gossiping about our love lives.
My friend and co-worker, Deanna, from upstate New York met a cool, good-looking guy named Daniel back in September. Knowing how English men are, she didn't wait around for him to make a move. She'd call him, suggest dinner or a movie. They dated for about two months. She was the one to make the call or initiate dates. He was always glad that she'd called and rarely turned down her invitations. When they were together, he was very happy to be with her. Excited, even.
But Deanna got sick of it. Why does she always have to be the one to initiate? As time went on, her respect for Daniel slipped lower and lower, until she didn't even want to bother anymore.
Then two weeks ago, after a couple months of no contact, Deanna ran into one of Daniel's close friends. "Hey, whatever happened to you?" he asked.
"What do you mean?" she asked.
"Well, Daniel really liked you. He thought things were going really well."
Deanna laughed, "He obviously didn't like me that much or he would've tried harder."
"How do you mean?" he asked, puzzled. "No, in all seriousness. He
REALLY liked you! I mean,
REALLY."
She rolled her eyes, "I'm over it now. It's too late."
I share in Deanna's frustration.
Moral of this story: when English guys are interested in you, they don't call you. They don't ask to see you again.
Any advice, Greg Behrendt?
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