What's Worse...

...than insomnia? Trying to find a way to alleviate the misery of being awake at 2:30 in the morning and having to wake up at 6.

For the past few weeks, on and off, I've been having bouts of acute insomnia. It's stupid hard for me to fall asleep and then remain that way. So I foolishly look for things to do while the rest of my house is silent and my dog snores through the walls.

Last night was one such night. I thought I would watch '27 Dresses' thinking it would serve as a sleep aid, and I'd fall right to sleep before feeling like I should blow my brains out from nausea typically associated with chick flicks and Katherine Heigl's snaggletoothiness. Gross.

Alas, sleep never came. I watched the. entire. thing.

I think I would have felt less worse if I just stared at the ceiling. I understand that some movies are meant to be an escape from the grim reality we all trek through on a daily basis. On the other hand, there are shockingly realistic movies where the characters don't fall into one extreme over another. '27 Dresses' was not one such example.

Nothing against RomComs. Well, wait. For those who know me, I have everything against RomComs, and this one is no different. Seeing as how this movie is predictable from its 4-line synopsis, I wonder what they, as in the producers, are trying to peddle to us, as in the ambushed viewership who by now should know a lot better than to see this shit.

This movie had the obligatory Problem, and the female characters: RudeYetDependableBFF, TheBitch, IdealisticMainCharacter - whole nine yards. But for some reason, females watching this movie can look at any of the trite characters and go, "I can relate to her. I believe in This and That, and we think the same," blah blah blah. It's almost sad that girls are so easily marketable. Recycle the same character with the same ideals and BOOM, new Chick Flick. But here's what we never see. We never see a guy talking to his boys, pointing to the main male lead and saying, "I'm so like him. I'm sensitive, and sexy, and considerate, and successful, and all of these other traits. I'm the PerfectMan."

There's no point in making a movie that's half-realistic and half-wtf. It's either all fantasy or something plausible enough that your mind can wrap around it. Who wants to escape into a two-hour jaunt where the girl is realistically pathetic and the sort of guy being portrayed doesn't exist? At least to that extent. I just want my movies really real or fantastical enough that it could only be related to something in my dreams. And something that won't couple my insomnia with bouts of nauseated depression.