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Marley & Me

December 11, 2010

I know this is an old movie. But on a quiet Saturday afternoon, without much good bad TV to watch, figured I would watch a movie about a guy and his dog.

Least that is what I thought the movie was all about, initially. A coming-of-age movie, with the girlfriend and all that.

I should’ve known the moment Jennifer Aniston walked onscreen that it would be a bust. I haven’t yet liked a single movie starring Aniston (and every time I think I’ve seen them all, there is some obscure movie that pops up).

The movie isn’t bad in the first half. Here is this guy who is getting married and doing the whole settling down bit, and is trying to adjust to it the best way he knows. Except he finds out on his wedding day that the ‘list’ his then-girlfriend and now-wife keeps talking about is actually a real life. With steps about how to go about life. So the steps of finding a guy and getting married are done. And then they move to somewhere warmer – Florida.

That is when you wonder is this like a decided move or she just decides for them. But you let it pass because this adorable dog – Marley – comes into the picture. And you are laughing at the dog’s antics and seeing how he tries to manage that monster. We all have had the new puppy and we know how much of a disaster it is in the first week.

Except from then on, it gets bizzare. The director tries to rush through the movie (and realise why at the end – there is still so much to tell). So Anison gets pregnant, loses the baby. Gets pregnant again. And again. And again. She’s like a baby magnet or something. Every time they have sex, she seems to have a kid. Thankfully, the director rushes through the pregnancies… or any other scent that might have emotional depth whatsoever.

I wanted to watch the whole movie. I really did. Because the scenes with Owen Wilson and Marley are quite cute and a little soul searching types. But the rest of it depressed me so much.

Here’s a woman who chooses to give up her awesome job as a reporter because she wants to bring up her kid. Here is a reporter who owns like a mansion. And then she keeps popping out kids before the earlier one can say ‘momma’ and then gets pissed off because ‘no one told her how hard it would be.’ Did she forget that bit about protection?

I didn’t watch the whole movie. It began really depressing me, particularly when you go the dog is going to die soon. The movie just loses all sense of fun and depth after the first hour and from then on, it is just like another hindi tear jerker, minus the tears or the good background music.

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  1. December 12, 2010 11:48 pm

    her movies are always so demasculating to the co-star, perhaps just the types of scripts but still so freaking absurd in certain instances.

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