Wes is mad at me, and considering changing the password on our Netflix account.  It all started out with such good intentions…

Our Netflix queue was getting a bit bare, so I started adding movies I knew we enjoyed to it to ensure that we wouldn’t run out of quality entertainment.  Some of the movies I added:

  • Love Actually
  • Memoirs of a Geisha
  • The Proposal
  • Mr. & Mrs. Smith
  • The Day After Tomorrow
  • 2012
  • Gamer

Now, Wes considers the top four movies on that list to be chick flicks, even though Mr. & Mrs. Smith is most definitely not a chick flick because it has guns in it.  When the fourth so-called chick flick arrived, Wes started getting ever-so-slightly annoyed.  After all, he is not a chick, and can be relied upon to consistently ruin a perfectly good cry by making sarcastic jokes during emotionally charged scenes.

Then, the two disaster movies arrived.  I love The Day After Tomorrow, while Wes merely thinks it’s tolerable. He chafes at thinly veiled environmental propaganda.  2012, we both agreed, was a phenomenal waste of time.  I love me a good disaster movie, but it has to be at least somewhat plausible or I just plain stop caring.

The last movie to arrive before Wes completely lost all faith in my Netflix queue ordering abilities was Gamer.  I do not recommend this movie.  I’d read the synopsis and thought it sounded interesting, but we made it about a quarter through the movie before turning it off in disgust.  It is a foul film, and deeply unsettling, and not worthy of anyone’s time.

That last movie was the nail in my movie-picking coffin.  Now I’m consigned to watching Miami Vice (the show, not the movie {a show I couldn’t be less interested in watching}), Buffy the Vampire Slayer (vapid, annoying, campy, though Wes assures me the second season is better than the first), and JAG (I already know it won’t be as good as NCIS, so why bother?).

Marriage means sharing the Netflix queue, even if it means watching things you have no interest in.  Le sigh.  The chick flick marathon was good while it lasted…

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