You don't have to like them. You probably won't.
But if you watch them, and you do, or if you've already watched them and you do, we should have ourselves a fat chat about them down there in the combox. I don't really do "combox debates" but this post might be an exception.
This is a movie about a motley collection of British ladies who escape to Italy for a holiday. It's a bit of a "find yourself abroad" type thing - that must be a genre...right? Elizabeth Gilbert isn't that original. Anyhow. It's brilliant. The women all leave London seeking isolation but they find themselves in new and renewed relationships.
I rented this VHS randomly one Friday with a friend in high school, and we were totally weirded out by it initially because it's very weird. It's Australian. I bet it's even weird for Australia. Saturated colors. Saturated characters.
It's the classic plot line of homely girl gets makeover and hot guy falls in love with her. And there's dancing. Watch it. (Maybe with alcohol.)
I read this book ages ago when I still read classic literature, but I don't remember it. The movie however is enchanting. More enchanting than Enchanted April even. It's a "find yourself abroad" while Maggie Smith is babysitting you movie and therefore great.
But also weird. Helena Bonham Carter is in it, and she's the most normal part. Perhaps this was her gateway or something. There's also a scene of men being very innocent and very naked together. I think the Brits call it bathing. Don't say I didn't warn ya.
Zombie. Apocalypse. Simon Pegg. Nick Frost. I could just stop there.
Some of my guy friends in college subjected me to a bunch of very bad zombie apocalypse movies. They twisted my arm to watch Shaun of the Dead, insisting that I would love it because it was British and I was snobby. So I watched it with them and they were right. It was my intro into the comedic genius of Simon Pegg and Nick Frost (I see you, Jessie.) and I will defend its relative merits over Hot Fuzz all day any day.
Small town pageantry gets...lethal. It's over the top and unbelievable and sacrilegious, but I just find it...hilarious. When the trailor park cosmetologist's hand gets melted onto her can of lite beer...Do I need to say anything else?