Rachel Getting Married

On a whim, I decided to go watch Rachel Getting Married today. Heck it with all the crummy CNY fare this year! I wanted something I could sink my teeth into.

I called The Boyfriend for a lark, not really expecting him to be interested, this being Badminton Day and all. But lo, he agreed to traipse down to town to catch it with me!

So I rush there, right, almost not making it 'cause of work to do at the office, and we sneakily ate our dinner in the dark (BK burgers - it's been a while).

And I totally loved the movie. I love tormented characters. It's like they live out all the pain and hurt and vulnerability and destructiveness so that I don't have to do it myself. Pure, cathartic, vicarious, glorious pain.

The only marring of my enjoyment was the concern that The Boyfriend wouldn't like it, and I'd have dragged him once again to a movie that he didn't connect with. But it turns out that I needn't have worried. He liked it too!

(Watching movies is like the fortune-telling equivalent of relationship evaluation, for me. Each time we like a movie, we score on the compatibility front. Instantly, I know we'll live to a hundred together. If we differ on opinions on a show we just caught, it's like it's Doomsville for us. Yes, it's that simple.)

So yes, I totally recommend this movie to others, if they are like me. Or if they like to catch Oscar-linked movies. Or if they are Anne Hathaway fans (she's a full-fledged thespian now, can command respect from me liao). Or if you like dysfunctional people/families, or drama, or tragedy, or bitter-sweet endings.