I try to keep the Netflix list balanced between stuff I would watch and movies I think Rebecca wants to see. I usually strike out pretty badly with guessing at what girly movies are actually pretty good. And boy, did I blow it this week. Waitress arrived in the mail this week and I was pretty proud of myself for having added it to the list.
Rebecca watched it. Rebecca hated it.
I even watched the last 20 mins or so and couldn’t figure out what the hell was going on. But it didn’t really matter. Keri Russell uses this awkward Southern accent and has just the weirdest dialogue. It’s like she’s trying too hard. She makes pies. She’s pregnant. She’s married to a guy she hates. That’s what I got out of it. It may not be fair for me to judge since I didn’t watch the whole thing, but it looked pretty bad. It got good reviews, so maybe Rebecca and I just don’t know “good” when we see it. Then again, if we don’t like it, we don’t like it.
Our recommendation – don’t bother watching this movie. Stay home, make a pie yourself, talk with a Southern accent and watch something better. Like Ishtar.