![]() I say, in full knowledge that hyperbole is the enemy of good writing: 27 Dresses is one of the simplest and most reductive romantic comedies that I think I have ever seen. Knocked Up is The Second Sex compared to 27 Dresses. Yet she somehow saw fit to follow that project with this one, a film of infinitely more retrograde gender politics. I am not inclined to disagree.Īfter all, was it not this same Katherine Heigl who complained of her starmaking vehicle Knocked Up that it presented an unfortunately sexist view of women, painting them "as shrews, as humorless and uptight." A hard reading to defend against. I'm Jesus.Sometime in the first third of 27 Dresses, the lead character Jane, played by Katherine Heigl, is flipping out over her cute but oblivious boss (as she does fairly constantly for 97 of the film's 102 minutes, less credits), when the sassy friend character, played by Judy Greer, slaps her hard on the face. Kevin: Don't you have any needs? Jane: No. Do you actually believe in love and marriage and just pretend to be a cynic, or are you actually a cynic who knows how to spin romantic crap for girls like me? Kevin: I didn't follow that at all, but I think the second one, the spinning crap one. Jane: You write the most beautiful things. George: Any way she's gonna believe it actually came from me? Jane: Maybe. Jane: You got them champagne glasses and a bottle of cristal. Kevin: Ah! So you admit that believing in marriage is kind of like believing in Santa Claus! Jane: Oh, that's so noble of you! Do you also go around telling small children that Santa Claus doesn't exist? 'Cause someone needs to blow that shit wide open. Kevin: I'm just trying to point out the hypocrisy of the spectacle. Jane: How refreshing! A man who doesn't believe in marriage. Jane: God, Casey, can't you keep it in your pants for one wedding? Casey: Are you kidding? The only reason to wear this monstrous dress is so that some drunken groomsman can rip it to shreds with his teeth. Jane: Are you a doctor? Kevin: No, but Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Drunk were bugging me. Then I remember that I still get to have hot hate sex with random strangers and I feel SO much better! Jane's Aunt: It must be so hard to watch your younger sister get married before you. Today you're just the bitch who broke my heart and cut up my mother's wedding dress. Tess: You won't share that information with him about me. No? Kevin: See? That was good! Jane, can I have your drink? Jane: Sure. Kevin: What is that? Jane: Theme wedding! Kevin: What was the theme? Humiliation? Well, statistically that was bound to happen. What the hell are you looking at me like that for? Jane: Are you shitting me right now? Kevin: What? Jane: That's my favorite part. I don't know, he always looks really, really happy. 'Cause even though I think he's an idiot for willingly entering into the last legal form of slavery. So when the bride comes in and she makes her giant, grand entrance, I like to glance back at the poor bastard getting married. Jane: There's gotta be one thing about weddings that you like. ![]() You kept repeating that over and over last night.
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