Pretty, docile and not-so-complicated

Somehow, maybe because I tried, or maybe because I was terribly bored, I’ve read about three reviews for that new Patrick Dempsey movie, “Made of Honor.” I really need to buy a book, I know, but I just can’t resist checking up on the occasional chick flick.

I have a soft spot for romance, as most of you can tell.

So, I guess this movie is really formulaic–a splash of millionaire playboy dating dumb blonds here, a dab of his best friend being the only quality woman he’s ever met (and a brunette!), a smidgeon of him not entirely coming to terms with the fact that he’s completely in love her with, about an hour and a half in the oven and-voila! You’ve got a really bland romantic comedy that plays on just about every played-out stereotype you could possibly imagine.

I heart Hollywood.

What I also heart, is this whole worn-out notion that these “I love the only quality woman I’ve ever met” men and women best-friend snooze fests prey on. As we all know, every well-to-do, attractive man between the ages of 25 and 40 has only ever met one intelligent, kind and attractive in a down-to-earth-could-take-her home-to-meet-mom kind of way. I mean really, only about 2.5% of all women are actually like that. The rest of us are just overly tanned, overly primped bimbettes who are only good for a roll in the hay now and again. Obviously, I was single for six years because I’m so very dumb and men just don’t find me very interesting.

Unfortunately, men aren’t much better according to Hollywood. Apparently you all preen about, oblivious to all but your most superficial emotions for, oh, twenty or thirty years, and then suddenly realize how dead you are inside. But it’s always too late for the male-bonehead.

I wonder. Could it possibly be…that maybe…men don’t settle on the “right” woman right away, not because there are so few bright, interesting and cultured women out there, but because there are so many? Perhaps men actually look for this? And it’s not always enough reason to date someone simply because they have good vocabulary? Why settle for one articulate, well-traveled, educated gal when many of you probably know at least 20 of them? Perhaps, maybe, some kind of actual “connection” is necessary? And perhaps the time should be right as well? Hey, I’m just a girl, I don’t know, but I’m throwing it out there.

I’m really not going to participate in this whole “you’re single because you’re ugly/dumb/crazy” thing that “the pretty people of California” attempt to force-feed me. Oh could I have a side of self-loathing too? Thanks! Let’s face it, sometimes the right men/women aren’t around to fall head over heels in love with, but there can still be plenty of great people/relationships in your life. Just because you have a fling, doesn’t mean you’re void of substance.

Oh, and, I’ve never met anyone over the age of 18 who was in love with their best friend. Seriously. You’re friends for a reason. Most people know that.

Even girls.