Observational post// What's the point? Melodramatic, I know; but seriously, what is the point? Making my way through the third series of Veronica Mars I find myself entirely unable to click onto the next episode. Where is my fairytale ending for Logan and Veronica? You know, that happy go-lucky, all too perfect image that was thrown at us throughout our formative years - when did it all become irrelevant? Presuming of course it was actually REAL to start with, and wasn’t created by Walt Disney, romance was once a force for good and not just moral and sexual corruption.
Too heavy? Noted. I’ve worked it out. There’s some sort of biological sell-by date on hopeful expectation. An,“oh, i’m SORRY you’ve hit your late teens i’m afraid your whole life has been a lie and your virtual happy endings have officially expired”. Somehow the world starts telling you ‘romance’ has been swapped out. Now you’ve landed with something more like the moody, acne scarred love child of Hollywood and False Hope herself, ouch. I did not sign up for this.
Honestly; I know there’s a lot to be said for expectations and ‘realism’ BUT i’m all for a dose of inflated reality every now and again if it takes me away from my all too ‘real’ existence. Isn’t that the point? There’s a reason WHY Pretty Woman is so popular, and it’s not because of Julia Robert’s stripper boots - well at least not entirely… It’s because it works out. Good girl, gone bad, gone good again inheriting a fortune in the process that handily comes equipped with the man of all our mother’s dreams. That’s the kind of movie I want to forget about my life to.
Lots of love