So Luke calls Ashlee up to the stage to sing one of the songs they had worked on together.
Her hat is so cute!
She is preeteeee.
Hm, I feel like the focus of my caps is changing somewhat...
While Ashlee is singing, we have flashbacks to things that never actually happened, like
erotic asphyxiation!
and a close up of him in the sheet (while Santa looks on).
Ashlee sings "Without you I'm without...Don't walk away" *as they cut to Brier walking away* omg so SAD.
Because Chuck Taggart (famous in the music business and just as reclusive) was at the club watching Luke, now Chuck from Early Edition wants Luke back. But Luke blows off the potential record deals.
He realizes that Brier is leaving (without HELLO saying goodbye, you freaky girl), so he asks his brother for a ride to the airport to catch her.
The Groovadelics! The band van! I love Euan!
Luke discovers that he can't get to the gate to see Brier without buying a thousand-dollar ticket. He goes to whine to his brother, who pulls a big fat wad of money from his crotch.
LUKE: Where the hell did you get that?
EUAN: I told you I made some money. Just - take it
LUKE: And you keep it in your *pants*?
EUAN: Where else am I going to keep it, man - the bank??
LUKE: You are not well. I LOVE YOU. *Thank* you.
EUAN: Get outta here, man. Ohohoh! Take this. ::hands him a like Peruvian backpack with a stick of french bread (why the hell did he have that I love him)::
LUKE: What is this?
EUAN: It's dinner. They charge you for food on the planes now!
OMG I LOVE HIM SO! MUCH! Because he's so right - Luke should have dinner. It's a practical concern, and that's how he says goodbye to Luke, by taking care of him with a small but important thing like that (not to mention spending his savings on Luke's ticket).
So Luke gets on the plane in coach, while Brier is in first class. I think I should mention here that he is *moving across the country* without telling anyone, without any of his stuff, and with no idea what he'll do in NY. He doesn't even know if Brier is really on the plane!
But she is and he has the flight attendant throw a glove at her (because we're in third grade) to get her attention. That's how they met - glove throwing on the subway. Ah, the memories. Now their story is a perfect circle, as my high school drama teacher would say - beautifully complete in its stupidity.
So she comes to see him. She still has her rock star phobia.
LUKE: I'm just a songwriter.
Wow, their romantic conflicts are just - enthralling.
Apparently all the pervy, nosy people on the plane think so!
But look! It's angel astronaut Taggart to the rescue! He is going to sign Ashlee as a performer to his small but elite label, and wants to sign Luke as a writer or producer or something.
TAGGART: You look for fame, you lose your soul. You look for creation, you find it.
Way to write us out of that corner there, John Galt.
So Luke is officially Brier's boytoy now. Go him! She has a shoot for Taggart in the Caribbean or something before they go to NY. (She's a model, remember?)
During the credits, Luke and Euan talk on the phone.
and send pictures of Brier cutting Luke's hair
into a fro. ::weeps:: What is it with this family and the fros???
Euan is taking care of the skateboarding dog, which he says is a "total chick magnet." He promises to have the dog surfing by the next time Luke sees it.
THE END
Okay, I thought I was watching this movie for Steven Strait, but I really didn't care about his character like I cared about Warren Peace. Instead
hello new lovely Kip person. Oh, he was in But I'm a Cheerleader...and his Victor trilogy looks interesting...
And, is there a pop star intervention/support group? Because my new girlcrush Ashlee Simpson... I just don't know how it *happened*! This has never happened to me before! I've never liked a pop star or pop group. I liked her singing in the movie, but not enough to seek it out outside the movie - I'm not that far gone. I think maybe it was just that her character was so cool and interesting and full of the unrequited love. Maybe it's not Ashlee, but the character. I could deal with that. It doesn't have to happen again. Right? (Oh God, first Lotrps, now this. Will I go to *popslash* next???)
::picspams the world!:: Yay that was fun.