Movie Review: P.S. I Love You

Richard LaGravenese, you are one awesome individual!

That's all I could think after watching P.S. I Love You, which LaGravenese both wrote and directed. It's a chick flick, no doubt. And it is pretty easy to predict. And it waxes strong on sentiment.

But it also works like a pheromone perfume. Watch it with your loved one and they'll want to jump you the first chance they get.

So here we are, watching this movie. I've got that blank stare on my face like I'm being completely narcotized by the movie. Sarah is just a wreck, however. All snot and tears. My blank stare becomes a sly grin. I know I shall reap the benefits of such a sappy story.

And that's what chick flicks are all about. Or what they should be about. There are some that turn into man-hating. Yeah, I can do without those. And then there are the other ones that, for whatever reason, were crafted in just the manner that the woman leaves the end of the movie with that question "why doesn't my significant other behave in such a noble, chivalrous and romantic manner?" Those are no good, either.

But this one left me saying Richard LaGravenese you're the greatest. And P.S., I love you!!!

BRANDON

Separation of Powers.

Since both Sarah and I write in this blog, from now on, we will sign our names at the bottom.

Brandon

"Why? Talk about it."

So, Sterling has reached the "why" age. He's really not bad about asking most of the time. We'll have a couple of why's a day and we're ok. But some days all I hear all day is "why?". And on those days, no matter what my answer is (ex. "because", "I don't know", "Heavenly Father made it that way", the honest and true answer) his response is "talk about it." On these days there are not enough answers in the universe to appease his curiosity.

There have been many predictions about what he will be when he grows up and so we will add therapist to the list. If someone was constantly saying "why, talk about it" to you I think you could get a lot off your chest!