Shop Girl

SPOILER ALERT!!!! IF YOU HAVE NOT SEEN SHOP GIRL, SKIP DOWN A LITTLE BIT. OK. COOL. ACTUALLY, NOW THAT I THINK ABOUT IT, THERE IS NOT MUCH TO SPOIL IN THIS ENTRY. YOU CAN READ IT THROUGH IF YOU WANT, EVEN IF YOU HAVEN’T SEEN THE MOVIE. OK.
Last night Rebecca, Steve and I went to see Shop Girl in Vancouver, WA. I was supposed to go to poker night at Liz’s, but she wasn’t feeling well, so we cancelled. Strangely, I ended up playing poker at a party later in the night. I lost $5.

Anyway, I loved Shop Girl. It was such a quiet, honest film. It was beautifully acted, and I am now pretty in love with Claire Danes, Steve Martin, and Jason Schwartzman. And Los Angeles. And the lifestyles of the pretty darn wealthy. The Claire Danes character was so realistic to me. I related to her in the same way I relate so deeply to Franny Glass and Edna St Vincent Millay. She’s an intelligent, deep feeling lady who is only partially understood by the men who love her. Both of her beaus offer her a different kind of comfort, but neither can offer her true companionship. I guess the ending is pretty happy, but it seems sort of like wishful thinking, considering which man she chose. (See? No spoilers here!)
I just reread that paragraph, and it seems sort of emo. I’ve been having a hard time in the crush department since Jake broke up with me, I think. It’s like they are intense but only last a little tiny while, or they are sort of half crushes, and I spend a lot of time trying to pump myself up on them. Which is dumb. I keep thinking that one of these days I will be knocked down by a sudden crush on a special man, but so far I’ve had no luck. So many of my friends from Denver are married, and very happily. And while I admire them and love them so fiercely, that life seems so many million years away from me! I can barely find a fella I want to make out with, forget about marriage! It’s all very strange.
I’ve been spending a lot of time with Rebecca, Steve and Ganja. And right now, that’s all the love I need.
(Oh, by the way! If you would like to hear the sexiest mix tape ever made, come ride around in my car! Internet friend Allison sent me this fabulous gem. Thanks, Allison!)