Spoiler Alert
March 22, 2005
Last night Roger and I had a date night. And, as you incorrectly guessed, it did not involve him playing computer games and me watching 24. Well, not at first. We did that AFTER our date night. C'mon, folks! Give us some credit!
Instead, we watched Vanity Fair. Now, I love Reese Witherspoon. And the scene with the Indian dancing alone was enough to make me want to buy this movie.
BUT DID THE MOVIE HAVE A POINT? At the end of the movie, it just ENDED. All of a sudden. With no warning at all. I looked at Roger and I was all, "Is that it?!? They can't just end there. Did they just decide that they were tired of writing scenes for the movie, and so they just stopped filming?"
He rolled his eyes and laughed at my devastation, and I was all, "That's a horrible ending to a movie. They can't just END IT ALL OF A SUDDEN WITH NO WARNING AT ALL." And Roger said, "Well, maybe it was a movie that was supposed to be an irony, because she ended up with him and was flirting with him in the beginning."
And then I scoffed, because, WHO DOES THAT?
