Humorously Enough...On Hopeless Romanticism (For KTB)

I was walking the Back Mountain Trail with a friend today and we had been discussing the sappy, hopeless romantic movies that make some people want to yak. Anyway, those movies definitely do not make us want to yak. We are wiser since we have had the most joyous relationships and nnot to mention, ugly break-ups. However, her and I both still fall for these fantasy-like moments where boy meets girl next door and sweeps her off of her feet (or in my case, girl meets gay girl next door). The first movie we discussed was, PS I LOVE YOU. Well, PS I Don't Love all of the tears I cried from the time the movie started all the way up until it ended. I mean, it just figures that this young, naive girl would go to a foreign country and get swept off of her feet by a handsome Irishman, then because they're so much in love, one has to die from a wicked disease! Such is life, I suppose?

Or let's talk about the movie that really frosts my ass; City of Angels. Well our very own Nicholas Cage falls for a sweet, horribly attractive doctor (Meg Ryan). But he has one problem, he's immmortal, he isn't supposed to reveal himself to her. Of course, in his own angelic way he does reveal himself, she falls in love with him even though he's wearing the same clothing each time they meet. Meg Ryan isn't dumb, so she cuts the poor guy with a knife only to find he doesn't bleed. She figures out he is an angel right after thinking he's a creep, feels bad but gets even by vindictively making him jump off of a very tall building for her love. This poor frigg jumps off the building to become mortal and win her heart. He shows up at her cabin in Lake Tahoe , busted up and bleeding, after hitch-hiking and getting beat up. She opens the door, realizes he's human because he has open wounds that are bleeding (sound familiar? Ha). She cleans the wounds and gives him some well-deserved, intense, passionate sex. Well, obviously these two will live happily ever after, right? Wrong! Meg Ryan decides to go for a bike ride the NEXT morning (god didn't even wait 24 hours for this one) and on her way home she gets hit by a LOG truck on a road in the middle of nnowhere! COME ON PEOPLE, REALLY?!

I must stop discussing this but seriously, the log truck thing stirred up some angst. Back to my friend and I walking and talking earlier today. We decided we're lovers. We love these movies for taking us to a place we wish we could stay. But what man (or woman) would jump off of a building for us? We would be the ones jumping for love and while we were jumping, our doctors would be shacking up with one of Lake Tahoe's finest because we were "too late".

However, I know I sound bitter but let me continue. I am not bitter at all. I raised a good point. I told my friend that these movies were written by people, mortals to be exact, which means the raw emotion behind the initial plot exists. It is true, the writer of City of Angels really did fall for a woman who he felt like jumping off of a building for. Or maybe he felt like he jumped through the firey pits of hell for some damn woman and by the time he was done his hopeless romanticm exceeded itself. The point is-- hopeless romanticism is not made up. You can have sometthing close to those fairy-tales you enjoy in real life. It isn't that far fetched, it just isn't as dreamy. Or perhaps it is...what the hell do I know?! I am right along side of the writer, writing my own version and a log truck is not involved!!

If you're a hopeless romantic, who cares? Wear it. It looks good on you. If a hopeless romantic is in love with you--take a chance. It is possible to find what you had never thought you would in someone you were probably about to dismiss. Don't be too quick to say being madly in love only happens in the movies, the guy isn't always tired and the girl doesn't always have a headach (I am omiting any gay comments here). Also, don't be too quick to think you've already found the one especially if that one is no longer in your life. If you two were really that in love, you would still be together. Mourn what you have to in whatever ways you have to and then open your eyes, the love of your life could be standing right before you.