I hardly ever wander over to the entertainment section of Salon with the intent to post, but I feel the need to add my voice to the chorus who are so completely sick of these inane, predictable, badly acted "romantic" "comedies".

I get angry just having to sit through the preview where I see all I need to see: the (always) rich playboy; the cutesy-charming (younger) female; the quirky sidekicks, and the oh-so-obvious conclusion. Sounds like this piece of garbage trotted out every cliche ever used.

Frankly, the actors here must be better than we give them credit for- there's no way I could utter any of that dialogue without wincing...

Just more proof of society devolving...a significant number of Americans would rather listen to an actress than the CDC or even their own doctors. These people are as suspicious of science as a 14th century pope.

Seriously, what are we, first-century peasants who hear thunder and think the gods are angry?

Did the Enlightenment not happen?

In a perfect world, parents would always make the right decisions, always have time to whip up a healthy meal, and always have the money to buy the healthiest ingredients. Of course it is the parents who should be the Deciders, but wouldn't it be nice if billionaires didn't feel the need to make more money by advertising crap food to children?

The movie, sadly, does not live up to the best of the series. It started out pretty shallow and stayed there.

Kim Cattrall was by far the best; the male characters barely got a word in, and the overall implausibility was jarring.

And I skipped out of work early to catch a matinee with 2 girlfriends and the most bored gay man on the planet!

She's smart, she's real, and she's a great role model for all women. I dearly hope she ends up your First Lady.

Oh and ibprad86- her hatred of America and radical socialist views??? I just love you folks who jump all over one comment and make a sweeping, moronic generalization like you just did. I'll leave it for others to call you an idiot; just go back to your bunker and vote for McCain when the time comes.

Could that woman have come across as any more desperate? And talk about overshare...

Reminds me of the Sex and the City episode where a friend of Miranda's got engaged 2 weeks after meeting her "soul mate." As Mr. Big said: "I'll give it 6 months."

Yes, we in Canada have had legal gay marriage for a number of years now, and you know what? Life goes on!

No wrath of God, no extra "gayness", no nothing. If you are gay and want to get married, great, tell me where you're registered. If you're gay and you don't want to, fine. Same for straight folks.

Look up North, frightened Midwestern Americans- the only thing gay marriage caused was a temporary boom in the wedding planning industry. Other than that, our dollar is strong, our economy is rockin'(comparably), and all of us have the right to do what we want. Nice!

I was in a very long, slow-moving check-point line at the airport a few months ago, and frankly, I really had to pee. When a few machines shut down, causing all the lines to crawl, I turned to my traveling companion and looked up, as if to say "Why, lord?". One of the slow-moving, but clearly "power"-mad "officers" approached me and loudly said "If you roll your eyes at me once more you're going to the back of the line!"

I wasn't even looking at her! These losers are looking for a way to make trouble and stick it to travelers. After I had made it through, 2 separate strangers approached me and told me they heard the commotion and thought it was ridiculous, but we all agreed, there is no one to complain to...

The AP wire story about McCain's new ad right there on Salon's home page doesn't point out the hypocrisy of someone on the Foreign Relations Committee not attending a freaking meeting, yet calling out someone else's behaviour.

I really didn't like it.

I went because I love Meryl Streep, and yes, I love old ABBA songs, and though I boycotted the stage version, since the idea of other people singing ABBA songs seemed pointless, I trusted Meryl...

It's bad. It's acted as if it's a stage show- hammy, large gestures, no subtlety anywhere. The plot itself doesn't concern me; I wasn't expecting Eugene O'Neill, so the implausibility and humourous chronological inconsistencies didn't bother me. (Brosnan's character was into "flower power" when he was first dating Streep- wouldn't that make her daughter 40, not 20??)

Amanda Seyfried does the best of anyone, and I look forward to seeing her career grow. Mostly, though, my friend and I were astonished that the director didn't dub poor Pierce Brosnan's voice. It's so painfully bad! Like a drunk guy at closing time who starts singing the last song the DJ played before they turned off the music and turned up the lights. You don't go home with that guy, you laugh at him. Sadly, we laughed whenever Pierce sang.

All in all, there was some fun to be had, but not as much as I was hoping for.