But I’ll always hate Zooey
I decided to give in, and now I just love (500) Days of Summer unabashedly.
It’s looking that way, anyway. It seems like it’s mirroring my complicated history with Juno, which is now basically my favorite movie but didn’t quite start out that way. For months before Juno came out I was freaking out over how good the previews looked, how much I loved the cast, how amazing it would be, etc., and then I saw it, and while I liked it, I guess something rubbed me the wrong way? And then Juno was such a huge cultural phenomenon, so it took a few months before I could rent it a few times, realize “Hey, I need to own this,” start watching it compulsively, and, you know, become weirdly evangelical about Diablo Cody/Ellen Page/et. al. I watch movies the way other people listen to music. Like I would watch Juno three times in two days. Ok, I don’t even know what I’m talking about now, shut it down.
