After spending most of my weekend watching “chick flicks’, I began to think about the pros and cons of the genre as a whole. Now I love a good girly movie, as they usually involve good looking men, some of my favorite female actresses and a fairy tale ending so what’s not to love. However as a single woman, it is possible that the common romantic comedy is indeed the bane of my existence.
On one hand the story presented on screen in such a way that women might have a “maybe this could happen to me” moment, so one might argue romantic comedies are hopeful and inspirational to singles everywhere.
You might find yourself trying the personals or online dating sites because it worked in “You’ve Got Mail” and “Must love dogs” or maybe you start planning a vacation, because women in the movies always meet the love of their life on vacation, right?
The devil’s advocate in me, while being a fan of “chick flicks” also thinks they are only made to point out how alone and desperate single women can be. Sure, we all want it to happen just like in the movies; to have some handsome, rich guy to come in and sweep us off our feet and make everything better because apparently we are incapable of making ourselves happy.
Sorry, that was a little bitter, but when we are inundated with movies showing women who aren’t truly happy until they find “the one”, it is basically telling all single women that they need to get married or forever become the lonely cat lady down the block.
Most guys hate romantic comedies, well hate is a strong word, more like they do not enjoy most chick flicks and I see their point. Women often want men to act the way they do in the movies, and guys have not seen enough of them to know what that even means.
I found myself agreeing with Vince Vaughn’s character in “The Break-Up” during the scene where he and his girlfriend (Jennifer Aniston) got into a fight because she wanted him to want to do the dishes and he had no idea what she was talking about.
As women, I will fully admit, we sometimes have our expectations set to high when it comes to dating and relationships. We want a guy to bring us flowers for no reason, to be able to read our mind and finish our sentences, and I blame the romantic comedy.
Men and women are programmed differently, that is blatantly obvious, but no man is going to know you want poetry, flowers, or even the occasional load of laundry washed if you don’t tell him. After all men have not spent their entire lives waiting on white knights to rescue them from castle towers, they are too busy blowing things up and saving the day to worry about romance.
I love romantic comedies, I really do, but too many in one weekend can make a single girl jaded. Will I quit watching? Of course not, despite the fact I am a self professed tomboy, I am still a female and the romantic comedy gene is embedded in our DNA.
It’s unavoidable; I will continue to watch “chick flicks” and I will continue to cry at both the sad parts and the really sweet ones as well. Maybe romantic comedies are not the bane of my existence after all; I’ll save that title for most Sylvester Stallone movies.