The poor man's Johnny Depp.

Jan 31, 2005 14:36

This is completely off any subject related to the OC, but I had to write about this. It's very random, but hey, I'm random. Love me for who I am. This is going to be long, but I need to purge some more emotions.

Last night, I was watching Arrested Development (which rocks, I love me some Jason Bateman) and then I flipped through the channels and saw Keri Russell, of Felicity fame, or more notably to me, The new Mickey Mouse Club (MMC--she and Tony Lucca were hot). So this movie was called, The Magic of Ordinary Days and it was a Hallmark Hall of Fame presentation. Hallmark is a Kansas City based company, and in a few months, I will be moving into an apartment building across from my med school that is owned by this (wonderful) corporation. Anyway...

Intrigued, I sat down and watched the ENTIRE movie, and I have a test on Tuesday! I have, however, been sick this entire weekend, so studying was really not something I wanted to do. See-->right now, writing this entry instead of cramming.

So, Keri Russell plays this 1940s grad student (great vintage outfits!) who gets pregnant out of wedlock. Her preacher dad disowns her and sends her off to an arranged marriage with a simple farmer in a tiny town, who just wants to help her out and do the right thing, and he's kind of lonely since his younger brother died in WWII. They get married, and he doesn't have a ring or anything, but he takes her home and they have separate rooms and stuff. But, it's no short end of the stick--the farmer is SKEET ULRICH. I love him. He's so fucking hot. There was a time when I thought Skeet Ulrich was the hottest guy ever. Even though he was a psycho maniac in Scream, he was still so sexy. Which is exactly the criteria girls should look for in potential boyfriends. Don't send any letters, please.

She's still holding out on the father of the kid, who is a soldier, while Skeet tries to do everything in his power to make her happy. It's really super awkward in the beginning and they hardly look each other in the eye, and he's like really quiet and she's un-small town. She's like really snobby and thinks he's this simpleton who doesn't know anything outside of the farm. But he shows her that there's more to him, and he is really patient with her. But slowly--like it's almost imperceptible, she warms up to him and gets used to this life--and then her sister comes and tells her that she should move back to the city with her. She decides not to go just yet. Then there's a scene where he awkwardly tries to kiss her, but she runs away--and it is heartwrenching. But you know that she already loves him, and it's so romantic, and Skeet is so sweet and understated. And I'm crying throughout the rest of the movie. I don't know if it was the sickness that was doing it to me, but I was bawling.

I'm a sap. So, finally a letter from the baby's father comes back to her, and Skeet's mad because he didn't know she was corresponding with him. He's like really hurt, and she's hurt because he's hurt and I cry because pained Skeet Ulrich does that to me. Basically in the letter, the guy says, "Congrats on being pregnant, I hope you find the father because I'm sure that I am not responsible," so he calls her a slut. And she thought he loved her and would come for her. Wrong. So she realizes that what she has is pretty damn good. I cried and cried and cried. It was ridonkulous. I was like heaving and sobbing. She tries to apologize, but then decides that it would be best for her to leave--then he finally kisses her for real, then asks her if he means nothing to her. And she doesn't know what to say. There's this really sweet scene when he takes out this wedding ring and gives it to her because he couldn't give her one before. Gawd. She eventually goes into labor and has the baby, and then decides to stay with him. I am completely worthless.

OH, and the Hallmark commercials? They made me cry even more- especially there was one with a little boy (6 years old maybe?) who stayed in at recess to help this special kid who got injured in an accident and couldn't play outside, so his teacher gave him a Hallmark card that told him how special he was for doing that. His mom found the card, and the kid was like it was nothing, and she told him how proud she was of him. Good lord, I was about to flood my room with that one.

Somehow I have to get this shit on DVD or something. It's so sappy and gooey, I love it. That's all for this entry, watch out for an entry tomorrow, when I go off on the atrocious television that is "My Super Sweet Sixteen." While I was bedridden from my flu, I caught an episode of this show, and several commercials featuring a disgusting Veruca Salt brat of a girl--and I almost vomitted during both. I loathe these girls, but not for the reasons you would think. Turns out, I don't want my MTV after all.
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