What gals want – two movies where heroines refer to a list
Here are two romantic comedies where I respect the actresses, love their characters’ choice of outfits by the by, and have fun watching their dating escapades.
Each lady refers to a “list” of requirements that she feels are sure guides to dating and romance. O yes, every gal has a secret list to which she refers, yet these leading ladies revere their list items as rules.
“Beauty & the Briefcase” (TV 2010)
Lane Daniels, played by Hilary Duff, has a checklist of 10 things she anticipates in her ideal guy or “magic man.” List items range from “puts passion before common sense” and “shares same taste in food.” Although Miss Daniels is open to fellows who don’t make every check on the list, she is excited about each item for which they qualify — and so are we.
She stumbles into a “Cosmopolitan” magazine writing assignment to cover romance in the workplace, and is required to only date fellas in suits. I like this, as I have an appreciation for men in suits. Ms. Daniels develops a respect for them. We have fun observing her dates with several men, some more significant than others, as she unbeknown to them records her romantic experiences.
“I Hate Valentine’s Day” (2009)
Genevieve Gernier, played by Nia Vardalos, preserves the romance with every suitor by restricting their courtship to five dates, beginning with the first date to include “breathless flirting” and the fifth date being “the best date ever.” How to fulfill those dates is up to her suitor.
Greg Gatlin, played by John Corbitt, takes on the five dates and they both find themselves in a heartfelt, perplexing adventure.
The ladies and the lists
I respect the leading actresses, in part, because they’re in healthy shape and are confident enough not to morph into stick figures before stepping to the camera. They have a warmth and command of their characters sans arrogance. They’re quirky and believable.
I enjoy the stories because they present “lists” that we viewers anticipate will be challenged, yet present enough twists to thwart predictability. We laugh at the characters’ escapades, and feel their angst.
These are lighthearted, feel-good romantic comedies. So I guess they categorize as Chick Flicks. They indeed lack car chases and fist fights. Yet I believe fellas would find them entertaining because they’ll like the leading ladies and they’ll enjoy gazes into the females’ struggles with romance.