* - There’s no experience quite like being stuck in a coach class seat on a cramped 10-hour flight while choking down a barley edible meal and being forced to watch a horrifyingly bad chick flick. It is how I imagine one of the lower levels of hell in Dante’s “Inferno” might be translated into a modern setting. That is kind of what happened on my lengthy flight to Chile, and the one ray of hope that I had going in (the possibility of seeing a good movie that I hadn’t seen before) was dashed just a few short minutes after I refused the sad excuse for a meal that my homosexual Jamaican male flight attendant tried to pawn off on me when 2010’s “Life as We Know It” was fired up on the tiny airplane TV screens. This predictable and contrived movie was chock full of ‘relationship humor’ - which is about as low as humor gets in my opinion – and all the stabs at comedy were dismally unoriginal and shallow. It followed the formula of so many that came before it in that it presented an ideal romantic situation, subverted it through some sort of tragedy and then tried to extract a manufactured happy ending by flinging together two people who the viewer is supposed to assume will despise each other for eternity by using a third party as a bonding tool. The movie stars the lovely (yet mostly clothed, unfortunately) Katherine Heigl and some well-chiseled dullard who had no particular chemistry and were so self-absorbed that they made me want to eat the meal that I declined just so I could puke it up afterward out of spite.
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