Wedding Mess

I don't suppose this will finally put the entire cynically marketed wedding-fantasy genre out of its misery.

The Huffington Post: "Bride Wars" Opens to Terrible Reviews/1.9.08

And now, just for the hell of it, the single paragraph that's probably drawn the largest number of angry threats and accusations of misogynist thinking in my direction since the inception of this site -- written as the God-awful Patrick Dempsey vehicle Made of Honor was hitting theaters last April:

"There's no point debating why it is that 'chick flicks' generally fall into one of two categories: They're melodramatic, celluloid psychotherapy aimed at dredging up dormant mother-daughter issues, or Prince Charming fantasies designed to fuck women into an orgasmic frenzy with the gargantuan penis of unrealistic expectations. Either way, the endgame is generally the same for the men and smart women forced to suffer someone who's adopted the belief system of these movies as gospel: indulge her when possible, pity her behind her back, and hope that a new and better girlfriend/friend comes along at some point to replace her and her neuroses forever (thereby confirming her latent suspicions that she's 'not good enough'). If you're a man, you don't want to be anywhere near someone who plans to drop ten bucks on 'Made of Honor.' In fact, a love of Patrick Dempsey and the desire to see this movie might function as a sort of litmus test to weed out the women you should run screaming from -- the ones whose hopes and dreams involve crap you'll never care about. As for the XX-chromo opposites of the rom-com crowd -- the sharp, funny, worldly women who represent the brass ring within the American gene pool -- you'll probably need to avoid the Dempsey fans as well, since I can't see a smart girl wanting to listen to a man-crazy basket case whining to her on the phone at 3am because her one-night-stand hasn't called back or her boyfriend won't ask her to marry him."