In 2002 Nicholas Sparks wrote a movie called A Walk to Remember. If you're a teenage girl or have ever dated one, you are more than likely to have seen this movie about a girl who is very innocent and sweet, and the popular guy who falls for her. In the mean time, everyone on the planet seems to be giving them Hell about it. When everything finally works out, The main character dies of Leukemia.
But Thirty years beforehand, a movie, Love Story, came out in 1970 with an extremely similar plot-line. The Difference? Sparks pulled it off just a little bit better.
Love Story stars a girl named Ali MacGraw as Jenny, a low class student of music who loves to question everything, and a dude named Ryan O'neal as Oliver Barret, her to the Harvard fortune and , as expected, student of law. Well, the two meet and their relationship consists of 'verbal volleyball' and casual making- out. (Yeah......relationship....sure). But then they decide they're in love after, what else, sex. After that it's all happy events. Then when the two decide to get married, Oliver's father disowns him (Good times). So the two live whats a really boring life if you're watching it as a movie, but prolly great if you're living it. And then, she dies. Not suddenly, it takes 20 minutes, but she does and not as nicely as in the movies counterpart.
This film is rather boring, and, as my mother calls it 'A serious Puke Fest'. So, lets call this one a make out movie...
Make Out Movie: A movie with a slow enough plot line that you could fall asleep, but perfect enough music that you may as well just make out.
(Not to mention, duded, Girlfriends will appreciate you attempting a romantic movie even though you'll both be bored to tears)
This is the Flick Chick, signing off
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