I know its pretty pre-mature to be ending 2008 with some thoughts ALREADY?!?! (its about 3 weeks away)…but watching a DVD (Suburban Girl) with the husband last night left me sitting up & reflecting quite a bit.
Not that the show was any box office hit, or must-see: me suspects it may have bombed at the US Box Office, considering that it didn’t even make its way to Singapore (no trailers…). And the storyline wasn’t exactly any Oscar-deserving (IMHO), the usual young pretty lass (I wished Sarah Michelle Gellar didn’t look so frumpy in some of the baggy clothes) meets charismatic, older, wiser man and falls in love type of plot.
Perhaps I sat up and noticed because of the way Alec Baldwin swept her away with such witty and tender lines (I kept glancing over at Luke & asked if it was an “older man” thing, that they always knew how to say the right things at the right time to make us laugh) even when she made it clear that she was seeing someone initially (clearly younger and more attractive). The older Alex did win her heart after the first date with a very simple yet clever opening – though I did wish that Alex was a little trimmer (a little too pudgy for my liking in the movie).
Or perhaps I thought Sarah’s role as a proofreader aka editor was a refreshing / interesting one (always have a thing for such).
Or maybe the idea of a girl hoping to advance her career to stay in New York meets legend in the publishing business and learn tips to score points spoke out loud to me…
But what really hit me in the end was how Sarah’s dad (who eventually died of cancer, sigh) replied to her [another] whining session about her job over the phone. I can’t remember the exact words, but the dad ultimately posed the question of whether she enjoyed her job. Never mind if she had to work late, or that she was only an associate editor, yearning to be promoted, or that her boss was constantly giving her a tongue lashing.
It reminded me much of mum and her loving words of wisdom.