Sweep me off my feet, singing “ain’t this life so sweet?”

So I just watched The Girl Next Door for the first time in a while. I am unashamed to admit my love for this movie. I don’t know what it is, whether it be the fact that I find it hilarious, the fact that Elisha Cuthbert is in it, or the fact that its one of the more secretly romantic movies that I like. Either way, I always get really happy when I watch it, yet (like everything else, basically) it also makes me relatively sad. You see, it came out a month and 25 days after I broke up with my first serious girlfriend, and the only girl I’ve ever been in love with. Those of you know who know me know how this ended, and I don’t want to relive those last few moments. Anyway, this movie shows me how things can be when its not fucked up. Its funny to think that a movie about a porn star falling in love with a high school senior is less fucked up than my real life situation.

Either way, this movie makes me long for what I had, for that one year where I knew I was in love, for that time when I wasn’t so bitter and jaded and cynical. It makes me long for love, which seems trite (after all, how can a teen comedy make me feel for something I had when I was barely a teenager?), but its true. I don’t understand love, perhaps because I was too young when I last felt it, but I long to feel it. I long to be within the embrace of its arms. It may seem like the girl doesn’t even matter, that I just want love, and to a certain extent, that seems true. But alas, I would much rather meet a wonderful girl than fall in love once more with someone that is not right for me. I don’t want love, I am greedy. I want a love that I actually feel, and that is returned.

PS – This move has one of the more underrated soundtracks, in terms of striking the right mood while hitting all the right notes within the hearts of the pathetic romantics (me, at the moment).

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