500 Days of Summer. Hmmm. You would have thought that I would be obsessed. I would have thought that I would be obsessed. And I did like it. I really enjoyed the entire movie. And I liked that the boy didn't get the girl. I did. But something about this movie annoyed me.
Maybe it was the too-cute indie soundtrack. Maybe it was the painful ending. Maybe it was that I am insanely jealous of Zooey Deschanel and her innate sense of cool.
But the best part of my night (the highlight of my day, if you will) was sitting on an old couch at 119 Bar off Union Square, recapping on the movie and recapping on life. Because, in the end, real life is better than movies. It is. :)