Woooooow. I'm not really a big movie fan but I know enough to know that this a classic. They just don't make movies like Beaches anymore. I've never heard of anyone even disliking this movie, let alone calling it one of the worst movies ever made!
I made my best friend watch it for the first time about a month ago. She's Australian and I'm American, so the majority of our friendship is spent apart. We both cried for the entire last 1/4th of the movie.
My only complaint is the actress they had for Victoria..ew. How can you hate this movie?!?!?!?
@jessacecilia: I can see not liking it if you dislike Bette Midle (what?!) or super-sentimental films. Or are not a lady, I guess. Or hate friends, New York, the '70s and '80s and the beach.
Calling it "one of the worst movies ever made," however, means either you're prone to hyperbole or you've only seen a handful of movies and they were pretty good ones.
@Kate.the.Great: For me, that movie is Steel Magnolias. Nothing turns on the waterworks like it does. Anytime I need a good cry but can't quite get there, it does the trick.
Please, God, let there be one of these for Terms of Endearment to pull me out of the fetal position after I lose my mind and put myself through that movie again.
@poires, poireaux, et poissons: I don't think that's even a cell - I'm pretty sure it's just a cordless. Yes, once upon a time, those had retractable antennae, too. Ah, the 80s. :-)
@Penny: My favorite was "I hate my life", complete with sad Charlie Brown shuffle off-screen. That's pretty much exactly how I react when I stuff things up.
I'm a Barbara-Helen. I know exactly where every single damn thing is in my apartment. I could find it in minutes. I know where my clean clothes are. I could put together three or four presentable, clean, sharp outfits in five minutes if you asked me. My messenger bag is ready to go--wallet, iphone, keys, a little makeup bag, water bottle, e-books stored on the iphone for long waits or commutes, and I can even pack up a snack of healthy fruit in a second or two.
The thing is, though, that everything is on the floor. Like, everything. I don't have time to hang up every last fucking thing, and I don't care--none of my clothes are made of wrinkly fussy stuff. I don't care about my hairbrush because I have short DIY butch hair, and I don't care about my fingernails because I just mess with them when no one is looking. I have a huge pile of dirty socks just sitting where I can find them (makes laundry day easier.) I have an empty soda can on my desk. OBVIOUSLY THIS MAKES ME A GODAWFUL HUMAN.
Jesus. I'm clean, dressed, on-time, well-spoken, I eat lots of fresh fruits and veggies, and I get up when my alarm goes off. I can't be goddamn Hints from Heloise 24/7. Just let me have my floodrobe and lackadaisical attitude towards dusting and vacuuming, all right?
@tscheese: Enjoy the freedom that comes with living alone. That used to be my modus operandi until cohabitation. The last 5 years have taught me that a) things don't stay where I put them if someone else lives here and b) despite my clear ability to locate any given item in the jungle of my dwelling, my partner may not have the same powers and slowly go insane from the confusion.
There's been some compromise, that's for sure, and it's all good now. But here's my point: SAVOR IT, BARBARA. These are the good old days.
@lautaylo: I cohabitated for four years with someone who was far, far, far more disorganized than I. I just kind of let my slightly-organized chaos exist on top of his utter chaos.
I live alone now and it is the sweetest freedom ever.
I watched this movie and then straightened up the house, put a veggie lasagna in the oven, and worked on my thesis. Then I said "30 minutes of work - time for a Jezebel break!" Some bad habits just aren't worth breaking.
Does it make me a square that I more like Helen than Barbara? Do I have to turn in my Jezebel card because I like everything being neat, clean, and tidy? I can't live without my planner book.
@Beets.Go.On: Well, do you do it 'cause it works for you, or do you do it because it is "approved by custom" and 'cause it'll get you a husband quicker?
I'm assuming your answer will be the former. Otherwise, yeah, hand over the card, Missy.
@DixieCaverns: I'm pretty sure my obsession with being organized has been a general negative in the world of men, though Mr. Beets is slowly coming over to the dark side.
Though I do use Proactiv because having a bad complexion IS looked down by society, so there you go.
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Certainly not THE HAND-WALKING QUEER!
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And I can't decide who I dislike more, Bette Midler or Barbara Hershey and her collagen injections.
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Jeez. Seriously?
05/05/09
Woooooow. I'm not really a big movie fan but I know enough to know that this a classic. They just don't make movies like Beaches anymore. I've never heard of anyone even disliking this movie, let alone calling it one of the worst movies ever made!
I made my best friend watch it for the first time about a month ago. She's Australian and I'm American, so the majority of our friendship is spent apart. We both cried for the entire last 1/4th of the movie.
My only complaint is the actress they had for Victoria..ew. How can you hate this movie?!?!?!?
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Calling it "one of the worst movies ever made," however, means either you're prone to hyperbole or you've only seen a handful of movies and they were pretty good ones.
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It's the only movie that make me cry EVERY time I watch it.
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LOVE THIS!
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I really wanted B. Hershey to say, "Wait, did I say wrench? I mean hammer and nails." after that picture fell off the wall, though.
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I swear, with as often as I sprinkle obscenities into my daily speech, I should live in a blooper reel.
I LOVE THIS.
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The thing is, though, that everything is on the floor. Like, everything. I don't have time to hang up every last fucking thing, and I don't care--none of my clothes are made of wrinkly fussy stuff. I don't care about my hairbrush because I have short DIY butch hair, and I don't care about my fingernails because I just mess with them when no one is looking. I have a huge pile of dirty socks just sitting where I can find them (makes laundry day easier.) I have an empty soda can on my desk. OBVIOUSLY THIS MAKES ME A GODAWFUL HUMAN.
Jesus. I'm clean, dressed, on-time, well-spoken, I eat lots of fresh fruits and veggies, and I get up when my alarm goes off. I can't be goddamn Hints from Heloise 24/7. Just let me have my floodrobe and lackadaisical attitude towards dusting and vacuuming, all right?
02/07/09
There's been some compromise, that's for sure, and it's all good now. But here's my point: SAVOR IT, BARBARA. These are the good old days.
02/07/09
I live alone now and it is the sweetest freedom ever.
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I'm assuming your answer will be the former. Otherwise, yeah, hand over the card, Missy.
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Though I do use Proactiv because having a bad complexion IS looked down by society, so there you go.
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