Tuesday, February 01, 2011

does love really make it all better when the drugs don't work?

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last saturday we watched the movie Love and Other Drugs. it's a romantic and comedic approach to Parkinson's disease. i've never seen so many preludes to sex scenes in my entire life. frankly, the 90s wasn’t necessarily a reckless “fucking” area. people were sexually active but they were more aware, more careful and more responsible. wait, now that i think about it, i started fucking in the 90s. but other than sex, the music of the 90s literally blew me away.

Jamie Randall (played by Jake Gyllenhaal) was a med school dropout who gets by, fucking around and selling sound systems. when he gets fired for fucking around on the job, his multi-millionaire computer geek younger brother offers to get him a job as a med rep selling depression meds. he remarks to Jamie that if Jamie earned money just by sleeping around, Jamie would've been richer than he was. as a med rep, in a small town in Ohio he pushes for the depression drug where Prozac is the leading brand and competes and interacts with the leading neurologist there. here he meets Maggie Murdock (yes, this movie reunites him with Brokeback Mountain co-star, the nipple-baring Anne Hathaway), a twenty-six year old who has the early stages of Parkinson’s disease. after their not-so-good first encounter, they become fuck buddies until Jamie develops what Maggie calls his “latent humanity” due to his inability to get it up. she mentions to him about a drug that helps men get wood and he talks to his partner about him selling that drug (yes, yes, this is the birth of the blue pill Viagra) instead of the depression medicines he was first assigned to because, as he said, nobody can sell a sex drug better than him. Jamie gets his fire back and is a big hit in selling the drug. they fall in love, and Maggie finally agrees to be his girlfriend. she says that she is only protecting him before the horrors of her disease get full blown but he insists on being with her. Jamie gets a scare when he chances upon a man who has been married to a woman with Parkinson’s who tells him to “run” because whatever it was that made Jamie fall in love with Maggie would eventually fade and he will just get tired of taking care of her until all he would be is angry and by then it would be too late. Jamie decides to stay and not take the promotion in Chicago to take care of Maggie and go back to med school.

it didn’t make me bawl like a baby crying and it didn’t make me wet my pants laughing. it was okay. the 90s was a crazy era with great music. love does make you cry and make you feel bad that you follow it regardless of the fact that it will make you miserable. yes, it does that, especially when you're told that you should get out when you have the chance, when you're told to run. Jamie does run. he runs after the bus that takes Maggie to Canada where she gets cheaper medication. you know that predictable scene where the guy is supposed to say something to the girl about how great they are together and that no matter how imperfect life is, he would rather be there with her than be anywhere else. yeah, this movie has that too.

then it ends with Regina Spector singing Fidelity. because people who fuck around settle down eventually.