Chick Flicking With My Daughter

To escape the "non-summer" of horrible weather, hysterical news, and economic woes, my twenty-year old daughter and I have made the rounds of this season's chick flicks. First it was (500) Days of Summer, which we found quirky, delightful, interesting because the guy wasn't a moron and could articulate his feelings with his friends while getting drunk and still making fools of themselves nevertheless.

And last night it was The Proposal. It was preposterous! But with a large popcorn in lieu of dinner, we had a blast. Sandra Bullock who better swear off further face lifts because according to my daughter, she is beginning to look a little like Michael Jackson, plays the worst boss, the editor-in-chief of a book publisher. Her name is Margaret, not Maggie. Ryan Reynolds plays her all-suffering assistant, whose name is Andrew Paxton. Margaret is about to be deported back to Toronto because she has allowed her visa to expire. So she proposes marriage to Andrew to save her job.

The comedy proceeds from there with a visit to the Paxton family in Alaska, and this is where I got a little annoyed, because in order for Margaret to really fall in love with Andrew, she has to find out that his family is totally and absolutely loaded with money and power that he is trying to avoid so that he can prove himself worthy on his own turf.

That was annoying, although after a few minutes of Margaret, one understood that she was indeed that shallow.

The film is about how they eventually fall in love, which isn't a spoiler, because that is the theme of all chick flicks: how to fall in love.

We laughed out loud at some of their antics. Bullock is a wonderful comedic actor, and Ryan Reynolds, whom I had never seen, held up his side of the duo.

It was a perfect way to spend a rainy summer night avoiding the teabaggers! And for the second time, I got the senior discount of $1 off the ticket price.