As I watch He’s Just Not That Into You with my roommate, I find myself relating more and more to the character of Gigi (Ginnifer Goodwin). I used to think she was crazy and kind of a nut about finding a guy. Now I kind of understand it. To be constantly wondering what a guy is thinking or what he means by a specific statement or word choice…it’s just painful. And unfortunately, I have a tendency to overanalyze, like Gigi (and many other girls, I’m sure). My favorite conversation is between Gigi and Alex (Justin Long), who takes on the role of her teacher, inadvertently, to give her an insight into men’s minds.
Gigi: “So what, I’m just supposed to run from every guy who doesn’t like me?”
Gigi: “But there won’t be anyone left…”
POOR GIRL. And yet, I totally understand how she’s feeling right about now. Because it sucks. It sucks like hell to put yourself out there and then have to constantly wonder what the guy’s thinking, or why he hasn’t responded to your text or whatever. I hate this need to feel validated about myself because, OMG he replied. What the hell is that about? He replied. Yay. Now what? It never goes past that. And it’s not like I somehow find bad people, I think. I guess they just truly aren’t interested, or too busy, or…who knows. As my roommate put it, “Why can’t we find a good guy? Is that so much to ask?”
And it doesn’t really stop there, I guess. Because once you’re in a relationship (as my other roommate currently is), you still wonder what the guy is thinking and if you’re doing things right, or if you’re being too “clingy” or too chill, etc. The overanalyzing doesn’t stop. It’s just a different set of worries that now rest in your mind on a daily basis. But, hopefully, you also have someone else to turn to, who cares about you and makes you feel good and pretty and happy when you feel like crap (usually). Sigh.
My other favorite part of this movie is Drew Barrymore’s mini-speech about having so many different modes of communications and devices to check. “I had this guy leave me a voicemail at work, so I called him at home, and then he emailed me to my BlackBerry, and so I texted to his cell, and…now you just have to go around checking all these different portals just to get rejected by seven different technologies. It’s exhausting.” It really is. And Gigi is so warm and eager and genuine that it’s hard to really be annoyed at her somewhat desperate behavior when she thinks a guy finally does like her. Because really, who can blame her? I act similarly, if to a slightly lesser degree, because the possibility of something happening is just really exciting. Of course, we all don’t get the happy ending with Keane singing TheMostRomanticSongEver as we finally get the guy. But we can all hope for a simpler happy ending. As Gigi says, “Or maybe the happy ending is this – knowing after all the un-returned phone calls, broken hearts, through the blunders and misread signals, through all the pain and embarrassment … you never gave up hope.”