Why was the movie so F'ing SAD? It had such a sad tone to the movie, and while there were definitely some funny moments, they were few and far between.
Smith & Samantha = kaput? WTF? Those two were supposed to be FOREVER. Smith was kinder, sweeter, hotter, and better than Harry, Steve, AND Big. What does that movie teach us? That we can have everything in a man who stays by our sides for the bad times and STILL not be satisfied, OR be stood up at the altar, cheated on, and be PERFECTLY OK WITH IT, because at least we're HAPPY? It should have been the other way around!
John James Preston. THAT is Big's mystery name? It's so PLAIN.
Miranda kept complaining about having a full-time career and being a mother. Boo frigging hoo. Don't have kids then! You want kids, then you're going to have to deal with balancing a life, and putting your kids' needs first. Cry me a river, no sympathy here. I LOVE being child-free; so glad I changed my mind about having one.
It was needlessy long, and I think I was more amused with the teeny boppers that were in stilettos and little sun dresses for the 10:30 PM to 1:15 AM showing.