What is the deal with watching romantic girly chick flicks when your heart is most vulnerable?
Its like you're teasing yourself with this over-the-top view of how love should be. What happens to that couple after those credit roll, when that honeymoon phase of being together really stops? Because that's the movie that is hard to watch. (Seriously, The Breakup was a horrible and shitty movie. No disrespect to Vince Vaughn fans but really, that movie was painful to watch.)
Therefore, I think you should have to answer a series of questions before even getting to the opening scene of a sappy romance film. Like a heartache breathalyzer. If you happen to be at a borderline limit of heartache then Transformers or Anchorman will be (gently) suggested. If you're way passed the limit and dangerously drunk on heartbreak, well then, you get to watch The Boondock Saints or Fight Club or hell, Horton Hears a Damn Who.
I'm not sure how to go about this heartache breathalyzer, but I have a feeling once I sober up from this wine I'll be able to think more clearly on the business venture... or I'll just take down this post....and change the channel....
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