Erin and I never did have time to get around to writing a post together tonight, sadly. We had a full agenda; swimming, excercise (volleyball, badminton, and attempting cartwheels and handstands), dinner and cookies, Apples To Apples (we’ve modified this game a little), and 500 Days of Summer.
500 Days of Summer is a good movie. It’s really, really good, actually, and although Zooey Deschanel’s acting was either really restricted or just really bad, and although she was a total bitch to poor Tom Hans(e/o)n, the movie was good, and moving, and at some points it was sweet, when Tom wasn’t getting his soul crushed.
Erin, who totally digs Joseph Gordon-Levitt (he is pretty damn cool), told me before I’d watched the movie that his character was funny. And he was. And I liked that. He acted silly and childish, like I often do.
Zooey, on the other hand, seemed to have a very simple problem with her character: her lines sucked. She was forced into being terrible and manipulative, and she was pretty shallow. It was like the movie had a really good character and a pretty bad one.
The plot was good, though, and there were parts that made Erin and I laugh hysterically (some we laughed at only because of weird inside jokes we have… i.e. the Panther Wedding), and then other parts that were really just sort of upsetting. The movie’s labelled a “chick flick,” but it really wasn’t. The entire thing, as a whole, was more depressing than uplifting.
But it was good, the way that Salvador Dali’s Woman At The Window is good. It’s unlike most things you’ve seen from the person you’ve expected to give you a nice time. Dali painted melting clocks and horses with spider’s legs; Deschanel is a good actor whose character is usually pretty (sane?) well-meaning and pleasant. Dali’s Woman has no trace of surrealistic quality in it. It’s just depressing, but thoughtful and nice. You’ve got to wonder if the woman’s got a cigarette in one of her hands, and what the rest of the room looks like. The entire thing is a portrait of normality, and normality can be sad.
And while 500 Days is by no means a depiction of normality, it’s not like many other movies. It’s an anti-love/fate story (save for the very end) with silly, almost unrealistic characters, and at the same time, a hilarious plot.
I recommend it.