Forget Paris

It's way past the time I should be in bed, but I just watched a movie on cable with which I have a love/hate relationship. Forget Paris.

I love the story - a couple falls in love in the city of light - and the narrative style - friends of the couple tell their story over dinner - but I hate actually watching the movie. The best reason I can put a finger on is because it makes me feel. This has Billy Crystal in it - it's supposed to be a comedy, yet I find myself torn and nearly crying whenever I watch it. It takes that happily ever after myth and rips it apart. It could be so real. It could happen to anyone. It nearly happened to me.

I go to movies to escape, but this one catches me. It's too real in that every relationship needs pain in order to grow stronger. It's a hard two hours to watch for someone who just doesn't know what she wants right now.