Post by Odysseus on May 1, 2024 19:23:34 GMT
Remember when rom-coms actually looked good? When I think about all of the classic rom-coms that gave teenaged-me unrealistic expectations for my future love life, it’s the atmosphere that most often comes rushing back—the warm autumnal hues of When Harry Met Sally, the sun-kissed Californian glow of Clueless, and the soft, cloudy drowsiness of While You Were Sleeping.
These movies understood that the core of any great romance is its mood—the underlying emotional narrative, which imbues each encounter with its own temperature, taste, and smell. Why is it that now, whenever I watch a rom-com, it feels like I’m sitting through an extremely long and involved infomercial for allergy medication? The vibes are nowhere to be found!
At the risk of sounding like a crotchety old woman yelling at a cloud, I cannot think of a single rom-com from the last decade that makes me want to stand under a window holding a boombox. More than anything, I blame the fact that almost every post-2010 rom-com seems like it was shot with about a thousand ring lights. ...
These movies understood that the core of any great romance is its mood—the underlying emotional narrative, which imbues each encounter with its own temperature, taste, and smell. Why is it that now, whenever I watch a rom-com, it feels like I’m sitting through an extremely long and involved infomercial for allergy medication? The vibes are nowhere to be found!
At the risk of sounding like a crotchety old woman yelling at a cloud, I cannot think of a single rom-com from the last decade that makes me want to stand under a window holding a boombox. More than anything, I blame the fact that almost every post-2010 rom-com seems like it was shot with about a thousand ring lights. ...