Last night I was crisp and decided to watch some HBO. A movie that some may describe as a "chick flick" - He's Just Not That Into You - was on the tube and I gave in. This film, based on a book that many young crazy women have read over the past several years, features a series of lightly intertwined stories of single folks, couples and married people in various stages of relationships. The premise is interesting because it aims to teach women what men think about dating them and how we tend to give obvious signs when we like them and blow them off when we don't. Solid advice.
The funny thing though was that the movie shockingly ends with all the women as powerful protagonists who get what they want. I don't know what the implication here is supposed to be. If you listen to the advice the filmmakers give you will be happy? Maybe that the authors are delusional and want the psychotic clinger female viewers to feel good about themselves when they leave the movie? Who knows.
What I do know is that Scarlett Johansson is in the movie and she is splendid. She is perhaps the sexiest woman since Helen of Troy with her luscious breasts, juicy cheeks and large lips. I had never heard her speak, but I found out she has a deep, breathy voice, which always does things to things in men's pants. Fellow fans should check out this movie, notably the scene in which she shakes her baby feeders in a pool and when she gets bent over a desk for some sexin'. Finger lickin' good!
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