On Sunday, we did a double feature of "Nights in Rodanthe" and "Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist".
"Rodanthe" is based on a novel by Nicholas Sparks. It stars Diane Lane and Richard Gere. That is probably all you need to know. Lane and Gere are predictably engaging, the house in which most of the action is set is GORGEOUS, and the plot... Nicholas Sparks BELIEVES in True Love. He also seems to believe that True Love, when it occurs, ALWAYS leads to senseless tragedy. At least, that has been true of all four of his novels that have made it to the screen so far. There is apparently a market for this kind of stuff. I need to keep reminding myself that I am not part of it.
"Playlist" is fluffy and funny and fun. It is also about as deep as a coat of paint, and the plot doesn't hold up to any examination at all. Then again, it doesn't promise to. Michael Cera comes as close to NOT being comatose as he has so far in his career, and Kat Dennings is as delightful as usual.
I have been sick this week; I took Thursday off, and only worked a half day on Friday. Then I worked a 13 hour day on Saturday, and will be doing an overtime shift on Wednesday... I am still enough off that I reluctantly decided not to go sailing today, even though the season is so close to over, and there was more wind than there has been for any outing I have made so far...