That's not a Reason

Bridget Jones, the Edge of Reason. Watched it last week on VCD. Yes I'm one of those cheap idiots who can't afford movie tickets for anything less than a Lord of the Rings or Star Wars. Movies like these - Bridget Jones with or without reason - should be watched via $2 a day rented VCD. Are my expectations too high? I can't say for sure but the moral of the story at the end of it seems to be a case of fat, clumsy women has no choice. Take it or leave it, it can't get any worse. Why do I say so, you might ask? What can I say? Mark Darcy is definitely not the perfect guy as the fat, clumsy whimper - Bridget - insisted. What makes a guy perfect? Let thee count the ways. Rich, career minded, mature, moreover a lawyer. Every single aspect found in the Mark Darcy man. Such a perfect man. It is a wonder that the script writer, producer, director, whatever, whoever is charged, created the scene whereby Bridget herself tries to complain about the man in her life then hears about the boyfriends of the lowest sort on earth and felt guilty complaining about her beloved Mark Darcy when he's so perfect as compared to them? Scum are scum. Men are men. They are different. Get your facts right, gals. A man who does not beat you up, made you sell drugs or yourself does not mean he is perfect. Of coz, there is no such thing as a perfect man - EVER. If there is one that is almost perfect, yes the answer is, he MUST be walking on the otherside of the road - gay. Perfect might not be the right word here. Most gals like me are not looking for the perfect man, we're just trying to find love in the midst of this human flood. Men, men everywhere, why art thou, thy one true love. *Geri Halliwell singing It's raining men in the background* It is lame. A movie to make fun of a fat, clumsy woman. To laugh at her from all aspects, to nudge her on towards a Mark Darcy coz what's a guy like him doing with a gal like her. So such a gal has no right to choices? It seems like, at least in this movie. Mark Darcy to me is nothing short of a jerk. A man who can leave you alone in a room, crowd full of strangers while he sits, drinks, laughs with anyone else but you. Puts his friends, family, everything else above of you. Looks at you each time with disdain rather than love every single time you appear. No gal deserves such a guy unless you'll rather a principal than a lover in your life. The next time, you watch this movie or see such a man on the streets, look him in the eye and call him "JERK"! I'm suddenly glad, my airen isn't such.