For one, the movie is terrible.
The saving graces of the movie are the funny parts, especially any time the main character Peter is playing piano, in fact those are the absolute best parts of the movie. But I do think the love story is pretty solid. Awkward and contrived at times but generally pretty heartfelt coming from a character I kind of understand.
There was one real truth to the movie that I loved: Some men are fuckups and no matter what you do to try and accommodate us, you’ll never get it quite right.
The scene where the main character and Sarah Marshall are talking about why she cheated on him and she explains that she went to seminars and really tried to change things about herself to understand him is very telling. It makes sense to me on a lot of levels.
I’m an underachiever. What that means is that I try and do the least possible to get through life with the most possible return for that minimal work. all my friends are this way to a certain extent. I think I just take it too far. As I get older I think things like “I should have gone to college right outta high school.” “Maybe I should have tried harder in high school,” etc.
But the fact is I would have missed out on a lot of amazing things had I gone to college straight away. I never would have been in a band and met all the great people I’ve met in the last two years. There were life experiences in the last few years I wouldn’t trade for anything, even a good job and a weeks paid vacation every year.
Back to the movie. The fact of the matter is that I’ll never be able to fulfill every need a female has, nor will she be able to fulfill all mine. The secret (which I learned not from a movie but from a friend) is to find a person you could not see being without for the rest of your life and make needed adjustments to fulfill that felt want for there presence as much as you can. If you can’t make it work, no way no how, it wasn’t meant to be.
I’m just thinking in type.
KT
Random Steve Wasson Fact #22: If Steve Wasson had a wassongasm on your chest… you wouldnt have a chest anymore… he’s part alien and yes… his spit is acid too.
You know, I have to tell you, I really enjoy this blog and the insight from everyone who participates. I find it to be refreshing and very informative. I wish there were more blogs like it. Anyway, I felt it was about time I posted, I’ve spent most of my time here just lurking and reading, but today for some reason I just felt compelled to say this.