chiguy17

These movies are so banal, cheesy, and low budget I normally never pay any attention to them, but this came on while i was looking for the remote, and the opening was so dumb (and wrong) it actually made me mad, lol. Of course, being a Hallmark movie, it starts out with a woman being dumped and/or putting work ahead of her personal life, or moving back home for some contrived reason. This starts with a woman upset that Valentine's Day isn't a big deal to her boyfriend, so she writes to an advice columnist (the protagonist), who tells her to dump him. She made the connection that somehow, him not liking Valentine's Day (conveniently one of Hallmark's biggest days - and more or less invited by them) he's insensitive and the wrong guy.

First of all, I don't know ANY guy to whom Valentine's Day is a big deal. Secondly, he didn't just ignore her, he has to work that night. It's not like Christmas or even her birthday, it's Valentine's Day. You're seriously going to base an entire relationship on one Hallmark holiday?! I get Hallmark is just trying to reinforce the myth that if you're not swept off your feet on Valentines Day you're somehow unloved, but maybe she should have suggested the woman just TELL her boyfriend that it's a big deal to her. He's not forgetting it, he's not forcing to do anything for it, he has to work, and she KNOWS it's not a big deal to him. So instead of actually talking to her boyfriend, she follows some stranger's advice and dump the guy. If she's going to be that fickle and reactionary, dude dodged a bullet!

I'm probably a but biased as I took part in the making of this film and know how much went into it and so much that wound up on the cutting room floor, but if you can go in with an open mind and set aside the idea that a modern film should consist of green screen and CGI. Very few films these days take the time to actually delve into characters and development and story telling. Jennifer Morrison is wonderful, and if she'd been cast as Black Widow for this, it would have been a much bigger picture. I'm not saying anything negative about the very talented Scarlet Johansson, only that the movie really didn't get its due because it is an independent feature and fueled by artists dedicated to their crafts and not product placement or an extended cinematic universe.

Take a chance on an independent venture and put aside popcorn movie thinking. Especially considering it's a Chicago based production by Chicago artists, it deserves more acclaim than it received. There are no Michael Bay explosions or fancy special effects - just a filmmaker telling a story because he has something to say and everyone involved cares about the material.

I initially liked Mike & Molly because it was just mindless humor, and best of all takes place in my hometown of Chicago (even if they mispronounce things often); however something dawned on me tonight that just really pissed me off.

They only joined Mike & Molly because they both have weight/eating issues (even if his is far more advanced). It seems more like she just has a thyroid issue, but he's a total glutton - they show pictures in the mom's house from when he was a kid, and he's normal weight.

Aside from that, the guy is just ignorant, an incompetent officer; and just nobody anyone with any common sense would be with, yet she's supposed to be this highly educated and sophisticated woman who just happens to be overweight. I'm sorry, but even if Mike were 180, he'd still be ignorant and incompetent. It would be like making a sitcom about two couple who got together just because they're Black or Jewish or some arbitrary characteristic that really isn't a character flaw by any means, but makes them feel discriminated against.

I'm gay, but I'm not gonna date the first available gay guy - if anything I have higher standards. It's just insulting to anyone who doesn't fit into the Hollywood mold to think that you're gonna snatch up the first person "like" you. But then again, it is from Chuck Lorre who is the master of low brow, ignorant (and alleged) comedy.