With my Netflix membership, I wind up watching a lot of crappy movies. “Noble Things” was awful. “Nick and Norah’s Infinite Playlist” made me want to gouge my eyeballs out. “Billy: The Early Years of Billy Graham” was the hokiest thing I’ve ever seen. “The Invention of Lying” was I CAN’T EVEN TALK ABOUT IT.
These are horrible movies. Never watch them. I added them to my queue out of curiosity, but curiosity killed the cat and Annie Parsons.
However, I’ve discovered a few gems that are worth mentioning.
These are movies about messy people, and painful events, and broken families, and broken hearts – but also, love. Not Nicholas Sparks love – but complicated, nuanced, imperfect love. They leave you feeling both sad and hopeful – which, isn’t that just like life?
(Also, when I did a Google search for “‘The Greatest’ movie,” this is what it rendered:
I can’t say that I disagree.)