Do happy dances. It doesn't matter who the writers - or directors, are; can be men or women. 'Bridget Jones' kills a passionate moment to change her underwear' 'Abby' in 'The Ugly Truth' does the blasted happy dance, the emphatic, "YES!" - with fist, of course - and I'm pretty sure that 'Frances' in 'Under the Tuscan Sun' does one too. In every instance, these are women whose number one goal is to nab the man. When that's the case, and you've finally "got him," you don't care what underwear you are wearing; nor do you interrupt to go brush your teeth. (HE'S NOT)' and, let me not omit one of the most egregious bits of all: 'Kathleen Kelly' shadow boxing in the store she is about to lose, ignoring customers, and often talking like a backward baby in 'You've Got Mail'. This portrayal of women breaking passionate moments, or acting like tiny girls with the dancing bit, make enjoying any of these movies, impossible.
In the case of 'The Very Thought of You', further insult is added because HER bathroom scene defies the honesty of everything she has just said to Laurence. What seemed sincere becomes manipulation. From then on, all that character is, is a woman everyone - men and women - should avoid. All the male characters remain true to themselves.
I'm sick of these portrayals. (And, indeed, there is no reason for any of them to be attracted to 'Martha' other than, maybe, her looks. So tired of this.
In the case of 'The Very Thought of You', further insult is added because HER bathroom scene defies the honesty of everything she has just said to Laurence. What seemed sincere becomes manipulation. From then on, all that character is, is a woman everyone - men and women - should avoid. All the male characters remain true to themselves.
I'm sick of these portrayals. (And, indeed, there is no reason for any of them to be attracted to 'Martha' other than, maybe, her looks. So tired of this.