 So I watch Ally Mcbeal now. Yeah, I know, first of all, I definitely don't need any more delightful comedic-dramas to add to my list (I've already got Jack & Jill, Boston Public, Felicity, and Gilmore Girls to fill more than what should be my available slots), and I am aware that I should be spending my time more wisely (darning socks, building a bird-feeder, etc). However, a month or two ago I opted to go with the collective "what the hell" and start watching. Hey, it's looking to be Robert Downey Jr.'s most impressive work outside of making license plates, so it can't be that bad. Anyway, introduction aside, there was a plotline in an episode the other night which...bothered me (bear with me, I'll attempt to make a long, complicated story into a short simple one). Ling, one of Ally's law partner/friends, had a close female friend who was getting married to an ex-boyfriend of Ling's. Days before his wedding, the groom to be approaches Ling to tell her that she, in fact, has always been his true love, and that he would drop anything, the wedding, the whole relationship, if she thought they still had a chance. So Ling tells him that she isn't interested in him, although she really is, so as to not ruin her friend's wedding. He tells her that he loves his fiancee, and he'll take care of her and make her happy, but Ling will always be the one he truly wanted and missed out on. So besides the fact that you probably think this guy is a world-class jerk or something, which he kind of is, I realized that I am that guy, I know it, I've thought about it a million times before, and it depresses the hell out of me. If my life continues down the track it's on, I know I'll have a scene in my life exactly like the one that a few writers at Fox thought up on lunch break. I'll be getting into the limousine with my new wife, whom I love very dearly, and will take care of, but right before I duck my head inside, I'll look out into the crowd and catch the eye of my true love, the one I missed out on for reasons I will wonder about forever, but will never figure out. My temporary solution to the problem has been to assert the absense of a limousine from any wedding that I plan in the future, but I think that could be more of a technical win to humor myself... |