Sense and Non-Sensibility

What is it about teenage girls, that we just adore chick flicks? I mean, sure I love my share of action movies and yes, I enjoy explosions in the movies. But whenever I watch a chick flick I swoon and can't help but make the age-old sound that women make whenever they find something adorable. "Awwwww..."

Is it our hormones at this stage in our life? Or is it our femininity breaking through? But what is it that makes me smile whenever I watch some old Jane Austen-y movie, where the women look like women in their voluptuous dresses and impeccable charm and manners and the men are complete gentlemen and actually maintain their masculinity without turning into cads? Is it just me or is it that the whole of the female population enjoys this?

And it's this exact notion of ours that annoys the male population so much. My brother cannot believe how I can enjoy movies like this. My dad is sick of me singing Phantom of the Opera. Every other guy I know stands in awkward silence whenever my friends and I giggle impishly when we mention guys.

Lately I've been feeling the urge to watch Persuasion, the Jane Austen story. (Alright, alright, I admit I'm watching it partly because the actor who plays Captain Wentworth is unbelievably handsome) But still, there's something about the movie that endears you to the characters and makes you wish that you were a part of it.

*Heartstring Number 52 is tugged*

I love watching the interaction between Ann and Wentworth. It's the age-old struggle that has plagued men and women, the struggle of Ann's "I rejected you because of stupid reasons, however you're hot so I still love you despite the fact that your flirting with every woman in the room, so I love you and I hate you" and Wentworth's "My male ego demands that I be angry with you because you rejected my hotness, so I will torture you with flirting with every chick in the room however I still love you but I pretend to hate you."

And the whole time I'm glued to the screen, unable to look away.