call me elementary

but i really enjoyed this. it felt unexpectedly real, or just hit home without having any legitimate relevance to my life, or maybe I just needed a downright good ol' chick flick. Regardless, nothing works better than some of that blockbuster therapy any given Thursday.

I feel like the whole movie was somebody's life, all facts in check. From occupations to character habits, the writer basically took his/her life and broadcasted it to the world, nothing compromised. Though Reynolds is one of those Jason-Biggs can't comprehend your credibility type characters, and the Dakota Fanning protege-child got on my last nerve, I wound up enraptured.