There’s a moment towards the end of this movie that came to me as a huge relief – someone tells Katherine Heigl, after she puts things to rights in an undeniably stirring scene of “gumption” as in The Holiday – “You could’ve told him face to face … instead you unleashed 20 years of repressed feelings in one night – it was amazing to watch, but if it was the right thing to do, you’d feel better right now …”

Which kind of makes me wonder why the screenwriter took the story to that place to begin with. The presence of James Marsden put me in mind of Enchanted here (I know, I really need to get over it) and to me it’s similar in the way that it accepts a lot of behaviours as hilariously okay which to me are generally unacceptable – I never understand love stories that focus so much on hateful thinking. Like, here is Heigl, the only sane person in the movie, and basically she endures an hour and a half of the world telling her she’s crazy and by the end, she throws away all those dresses and succumbs to being just like everyone else. It’s sick.

I won’t deny it won me over at a couple of junctures – the aforementioned slideshow scene, the cute moment where she’s having her picture taken with some Japanese girls and stands up, and the “Bennie and the Jets” scene. But overall, does this kind of thing really need to be mounted on a giant screen in 2.35:1?

I’m sorry about my recent reviews, I feel like a total grump or something. I don’t know why I always forget how awful the beginning of the year always is and I’ve also a lot of other things going on as well as a basic routine slump of chemical failing somewhere in my brain I think. That or it’s just an expected side effect of forcing oneself to watch and write about everything I can get my hands on LOL.