February 10, 2007

• Schmaltzy

  Yes, “schmaltzy” . . . that’s me.

  You get to be 50-something and think you know yourself.  At least, I thought I knew myself.  Not much of a crier (ever).  Not prone to be emotionally moved by movies.  Very practical and more reality based than sentimental.  Yep, knew myself well.  I say “knew” because . . .  

  I watched The Notebook lastnight and now my opinion of myself has changed!!!  A very touching movie about enduring love (a rarity among humans) and beautiful scenery to occupy the eyes.  I just love the South!  The young male lead sounds just like my dentist who is from Mississippi (giggle).  Gentle southern drawl.

  I was so touched by the story and such a little boo-hoo cry baby throughout the entire second half of the movie!  I had the story figured out, but it held some sort of grip on me and I became totally lost in it.  Such an ironic, happy ending!  If the story had to end, Nicholas Sparks picked the perfect ending!  I couldn’t believe it was after midnight when the movie was over and I never felt sleepy. 

  I guess, despite my crusty exterior, I am really Jello-y deep inside and (much to my surprise) enjoy a schmaltzy love story!

   

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