Even if you have mixed feelings about The Help, there's a good reason to applaud the film's success. Supposedly, it's confirmed the box office viability of a radical new genre: "Chick flicks" with a bit of substance.
She stresses that she likes movies that are "very grounded in reality but still maintain their comedy," and notes that her latest, Going The Distance, is "not a movie where the female lead is in Christian Louboutins and thousand-dollar suits."
Last Friday at 6:05pm sharp, Deadspin editor A.J. Daulerio — an unabashed fan of chick flicks and rom-coms — walked into a theater to see Eat Pray Love. This is what he saw.
You may know that Angelina's part in Salt was written for Tom Cruise. But as As Jay A. Fernandez writes: "No actress in Hollywood history has been able to chisel out the supremacy Jolie has in a male-dominated genre."
Oooh, ladies, watch out! This (unofficial/fake?) Expendables trailer goes out of its way to "fight back" against Julia Roberts and chick flicks everywhere. Basically this film is so manly that merely thinking about it will engorge penises and destroy vaginas.
Few have tried to defend today's romantic comedies, maybe because in that category, money does most of the talking. Still, here is producer Lynda Obst striking out on their behalf — and, apparently, against New York Times critic Manohla Dargis.
The following is a desperate plea to any curious souls who might think going to see the star-over-studded "romantic" "comedy" Valentine's Day this weekend is a decent idea. It's too late for me, but you can still save yourselves.
An op-ed in today's Wall Street Journal bemoans the niche-ification of movies along gender lines, but the author thinks The Blind Side and Avatar buck this trend. Assuming he's right, what will get men and women to the movies together?
"'Chick flick.' Two words that strike more fear in the average straight male filmgoer than perhaps any others, running slightly ahead of 'date movie' and 'Renée Zellweger.'" Zing!
Another review of HJNTIY has just been published, and it's not good. The flick "struggles for more than two hours with multiple characters and tangled story lines," writes Hollywood Reporter's Kirk Honeycutt. And:
In a trailer for He's Just Not That Into You, the camera cuts to two black women. One says: "Girl, you better get yourself some ribs and some ice cream because you've been dumped!"
This was the year, we're told, that Hollywood started making movies for women... as long as they were totally inane. And next year, as Self-Help Cinema launches, they'll be even more vapid!