"The Holiday"

It suddenly dawned upon me yesterday that I have not seen The Holiday yet. I read some critics' reviews and out of curiosity I grabbed a copy of this movie and saw it last night when I came home from work. Since this is a film written and directed by Nancy Meyers of Something's Gotta Give, I was all the more excited to see another one of her masterpieces. The flick was 2 hours and 15 minutes long, but I truly enjoyed it! Certainly "meet cute." Anyway, here's Kate Winslet's (as Iris) narration at the beginning of the movie that fittingly describes love in all forms and conditions:

"I've found almost everything ever written about love to be true. Shakespeare said "Journeys end in lovers meeting." What an extraordinary thought. Personally, I have not experienced anything remotely close to that, but I am more than willing to believe Shakespeare had. I suppose I think about love more than anyone really should. I am constantly amazed by its sheer power to alter and define our lives. It was Shakespeare who also said "love is blind". Now that is something I know to be true. For some quite inexplicably, love fades; for others love is simply lost. But then of course love can also be found, even if just for the night. And then, there's another kind of love: the cruelest kind. The one that almost kills its victims. It's called unrequited love. Of that I am an expert. Most love stories are about people who fall in love with each other. But what about the rest of us? What about our stories, those of us who fall in love alone? We are the victims of the one sided affair. We are the cursed of the loved ones. We are the unloved ones, the walking wounded. The handicapped without the advantage of a great parking space! Yes, you are looking at one such individual. And I have willingly loved that man for over three miserable years! The absolute worst years of my life! The worst Christmases, the worst birthdays, New Years Eves brought in by tears and valium. These years that I have been in love have been the darkest days of my life. All because I've been cursed by being in love with a man who does not and will not love me back. Oh god, just the sight of him! Heart pounding! Throat thickening! Absolutely can't swallow! All the usual symptoms. "

So true, indeed.

How 'bout a do-over of the movie tonight? Hehe.