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Every time I see it, this trailer makes me sad. In the pants.

Isla Fisher is overrated, the 21st century equivalent of Ally Sheedy.

Pink, I wish you lived closer. I would love to shop with you... so few truly understand.

Can we all agree that the death of chicklit and its spin-off movie genre cannot come soon enough?

I got 2 chapters into that book and threw it away. The character was so unlikable--I hated her. If Isla Fisher is English and the book took place in England, why didn't the movie? bleh. Will not be seeing this trash dispite the infernal cuteness of said Ms. Fisher.

Real-life shopoholics get all swoony about finding a great deal at Target. I was wearing my new $6.98 jeans the other day and mr.wsapnin said my ass looked great! That's better than a $1,200 fendi bag any day.

C'mon Anna & Bama--let's go shopping!

A.) Produced by Jerry Bruckheimer. Yeah, the last time this "worked" with women was Coyote Ugly, which is to say...it...didn't.

B.) John Lithgow, is Campbell's not running commercials anymore? Seriously, you need to get out of this dreck. I think we need a movie musical for Dirty Rotten Scoundrels, stat.

C.) I'm just waiting for my girlfriend and her sister to try and drag me to this like she did Made of Honor, Mamma Mia, and House Bunny. If I'm forced to see this, you can be sure I'm forcing her to watch Die Hard.

Fight for the credit we all deserve...

...I see what you did there. Now...If you'll pardon me, I'm going to go drop the deuce that this movie deserves.

Notice how that voice wasn't Don LaFontaine???? He really knew what to stay away from. I bet there's gotta be a correlation somewhere. I bet he chose which trailers to voice as if to say "I'm going to endorse this shiny new Ferrari. You sir... you go endorse that new Bull Semen Pump and we'll see who comes out on top."

I actually read an article about voiceover artist Don LaFontaine, and he said he did the voice for crap trailers all the time. The secret he said, was to BELIEVE in what you were saying. Sell the movie. I can't remember his favorite voiceover (it wasn't too old of a movie) but it wasn't something Oscar-worthy I was surprised to learn. We'll miss you Don. He could spin crap into verbal gold.

Let's make a new rule. Any title of a movie or book that includes the words "gossip", "wedding", "sisterhood", "confessions", "aholic", girls", and has jacket photos of martinis, engagement rings, shopping bags, cell phones and is encased in pale pink or baby blue needs to be burned. In fires that resemble Farenheit 451. And I love words.

Addendum: the only book worse than Shopaholic Ties the Knot is Little White Lies, wherein the heroine lies to everyone on the planet and comes out of it with the career of her dreams and her true love swooning at her feet because, gosh darnit, she's just such a pure soul on the inside.

Melody, my girlfriend isn't a big action movie person. In fact, she LOVES chick flicks and "songs with stories". I on the other hand love the musical stylings of Michael Giacchino and Frank Sinatra, and enjoy action and political thrillers.

Somehow, the two of us meet in the middle on some movies, but quite often we butt heads.

Oh, sorry, that doesn't answer your question. I actually randomly met her in middle school, when we both worked on the school paper. We dated for two months, broke up, stopped talking because I was a dick and hated losing her, and fast forward to last year, we started dating again and it's beautiful. Over the course of the ten years I've known her, I've grown to love her immensely and even her tastes in popular culture couldn't change that. I know her because of a happy accident, and my own ADD that forced our student advisor to assign me to the task of helping her write a movie review.

(Oh, and a lot of respect for your love of Die Hard. I might be seen as a heretic but the only sequels I didn't embrace were the even numbered ones. With A Vengance was the best since the original, IMO. Your thoughts?)

I audiobook-ed the series in the car on numerous trips from San Diego to L.A. and back. I found them enjoyable on the stress-inducing, mind-numbing drive. But I hate this movie just based on the fact that it's not British... I am addicted to the snarky attitude of the chick-lit authors of the U.K. and I don't see any of that translating to this movie.

(My favorite U.K chick-lit author? Glad you asked... has to be Marion Keyes. Or perhaps Louise Rennison.)

I used to read chic-lit in college. It was a nice break from all the heavy English major stuff.

And then one day, after completing one of the horrific shopaholic "escapades" I set the book down and walked away from chic-lit. For good. It's just so mind-bogglingly depressing to think that that skank, Sophia Kinsella, is making millions off writing shitty shit. when I need fluffy, I now turn to magazines. At the end of it, I just feel a little less used.

Damn this chic-lit. Damn it.

AvB, And then I make you happy in the pants!

See you Tuesday.