Boy meets girl. Boy rescues girl. Girl is superhero and likes to be rescued for a change. Boy thinks she's a little nutty, but chalks it up to her superhero secret. Boy figures out too late that he needs to be rescued from his (superhero) psycho ex-girlfriend (after he figures out he's in love with his co-worker).
Hell hath no fury like a wonder woman scorned.
Such is the plot synopsis of My Super Ex-Girlfriend, which I finally watched this weekend. And actually enjoyed much more than I thought I would. I had very low expectations going into it and had one of those weekends when I needed to tak refuge in silly and stupid - but it wasn't as silly or stupid as I expected. (But I was still ready for it to be over about 70 minutes into the 96-minute movie.)
It seems the one thing that even superheroes are powerless over is love. (Think about it. It wasn't Kryptonite but Lois Lane that did Superman in really.)
I know it's a sad state of affairs when "It's not as bad as I thought it would be" is a good review. But there you go. Such is the state of movies these days it seems. ;)
Some of the funnier lines in the movie:
- The girl in his office is engaged to a Joe Boxer model (Kelly Ripa's husband). She shows him the ad and he says, "You give me two months in the gym, my own personal trainer and the right steroids and I'd look just like that."
- His best friend tells him there are only two ways to successfully dump a woman - be a jerk or a weenie. If you decide to be a jerk, you just say it's over. That's it. No more. If you decide to be a weenie, you practice "I think we need to take a little time off from the relationship to reevaluate things" - then don't return her calls for a year and a half. (He opts for this one, of course - and flubs the line up several times.)
- When he figures out he's dating G-Girl, he wants to tell his best friend. She insists not. He pleads, "But he dated a Victoria's Secret model a few years ago and I've never heard the end of it. This would kill him. Please." But no dice.
Great music from the soundtrack (I had to purchase, of course): Matt Wertz's "Everything's Right." And I thought this was pretty funny. Matt Wertz - who has never been asked by Apple to contributed a Celebrity Playlist - has made several of his own and titled them Matt Wertz's Self-Appointed Celebrity Playlist.
I like this boy. Sounds like something I would do. ;)