La fuerza del amor

Now don't get me wrong. I'm a guy who enjoys the occasional "Chick flick" and I saw this one voluntarily. I can usually get quite involved in movies, I even cry during some of my favorites on que... which is about the only time you'll catch me, btw. I really love anything that makes me care about some imaginary characters for an hour and a half.

I rented this a week ago after hearing that it was good and that Natalie Portman did a great job (had to see that for myself), and that Ashley Judd did a great job... and blah blah blah... I'm never trusting those liars again!

I tried to watch it twice... emphasis on tried. The second time through it still couldn't hold my attention.. it was painful.. literally, my head hurt from the awfulness. The only character that brought humor and cleverness to the script was killed somehow during a tornado. At least that's what I eventually figured out. I never did figure out who this story was about, or if anything that happened was supposed to mean something to the audience. I think maybe I'm supposed to learn that women do the stupidest things all the time... that some of them are bound to choose a mate based on sexuality and then wonder why they're being abused and that a few lucky gems get wonderful men (at least they're convinced of that) and then either kick the bucket or tell these men to get lost because they're feeling unworthy. That was all that was to be learned by this movie... horrible insight at best. This movie doesn't do women (or anybody for that matter) justice.