People, I don’t get out much. I have a toddler and an infant in the prime of her mother-sucking days. For me getting out means I took the garbage out instead of letting my husband do it.
A few days ago, in honor of my 40th birthday Unknown Papi and I decided it was time to get out for real. We left the toddler and the mother-sucker with a good friend playing the part of babysitter and headed to the movies. Now, I can’t remember the last time I went to the movies instead of just watching DVDs at home. I joke that my husband only ever wants to watch movies where men are getting chased (think Borne Identity). I truly get tired of male-centric movies that have very few women in them and the women that are included must be uber-hot, scantily-clad, and far younger than their male counterparts.
It can be hard for my husband and I to agree on what movie we want to watch together, but this time since it was my birthday I knew I would get no argument. I was not in the mood to be edified, scared, or thrilled. Really, I just wanted to laugh and have a good time. I chose Bridesmaids, starring Kristen Wiig and Maya Rudolph. From the preview, I thought it would be a stupid comedy and I might get a couple of chuckles out of it.
Guess what? I laughed my ass off and so did my husband and so did everyone else in the theater. I could tell from the moment it started that I was going to love it and love it I did. It is a raunchy, fromantic*, R-rated comedy that rocks. It is a chick flick that even people with dicks will enjoy. Perhaps this movie will finally put to rest the argument that women are not funny and that female-lead movies won’t make money at the box office.
*Fromance as in friendship + romance = fromance