It's chick movie month!!! Yay! Sorry folks. Looks like you have to endure another review about girlish things. I tried to get through a serious one last week ("Guantanamera") but alas, I could only make it through about an hour and a half. "He's Just Not That Into You" is about the lies we ladies tell ourselves and the crap we put ourselves through emotionally - all because of men. Mars. Venus. All true. We don't speak the same language and the key to sexual freedom? Learn to speak and process the other's language. Break the code.
I must say, the cast was pretty slick. I enjoyed seeing so many A-listers in an ensemble film. There was something refreshing about the tone of the script - there was angst, honesty, and so much hilarity. When you're not in the midst of it, stepping out of one's love life and looking in is a funny scenario...because 9 times out of 10, it's ridiculous - full of farce and likely based on a series of lies we're telling ourselves. Thanks to this movie (and the book it was adapted from) we can sort of go there - gingerly - but go there. This isn't a groundbreaking, earth-shattering, melt your face off kind of film but it will probably make you laugh and remember that one time when...
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