Mamacita says: I love Notting Hill and Love, Actually, so when the same guys made Definitely, Maybe, I was intrigued.  When the film’s price finally got down to under ten bucks where I could rationalize buying it, I snarfed that baby right up and brought it home, where it sat on my DVD shelf waiting for its turn to enlighten and entertain ME.

Things have been so hectic here, and still are, and Definitely, Maybe waited patiently.  I just knew I would adore it, as I adored its siblings.

Finally, things slowed down a bit, and I sat down to watch.

I didn’t like it.

I love Elizabeth Banks, but I loathed her character in this movie.  Abigail Breslin got on my nerves.  Ryan Reynolds is a cutie, but his character wasn’t believable;  Rachel Weisz’s talent was wasted, and Isla Fisher made me want to beat my head on the kitchen table until the ditz stopped.  But it didn’t stop.

All in all, a complete disappointment.

Wait, not a COMPLETE disappointment.  Kevin Kline was his usual awesome self, but even Kevin Kline couldn’t save an entire movie all by himself with no help.

“All by himself with no help.”  Now, see?  I’ve been driven to redundancy!

Don’t waste your money.

I won’t have any essays to grade until tomorrow, so I watched De-Lovely tonight.  Kevin Kline again ( I’d run away with him in a heartbeat he’s one of my favorite actors) and Ashley Judd, who has a lot of class in spite of her mother and sister. (I’m so catty tonight.  Sorry.)

I found this film at Big Lots for three dollars, and it was wonderful.

The only problem with it is that I tend to project myself into movies I love, and when the movie is a heartbreaker, I’m sad in real life, too.  I was already sad, so now I’m putting off going to bed because I know the kind of dreams I’ll be having tonight and I’m delaying it as long as I can.

The music was divine, and the soundtrack CD is fantastic.  Cole Porter was a very talented, multifaceted, and, shall we say, “interesting” person who led a selfish yet loving life with his wife and pretty much anybody else who came along.  His lyrics were amazingly full of innuendo even for modern times, and back then, it was astounding that he was allowed to get away with it!  Apparently, even back in those days, people appreciated a witty song, and most of them were intelligent enough to “get” it.

Let me just say that when Cole Porter sang “Experiment!” he wasn’t just whistling Dixie.  He meant it. And when he wrote “Let’s Do It,” well, that’s pretty much what he meant with that one, too.

(That’s Lara Fabian as “Kate,” by the way.)

De-Lovely was so beautiful, and so sad. I highly recommend it.