Teen Romcom Weekend

Spent #Valentines indoors with @netflix (and Noah Centineo somewhat!) 

I can explain. 

It all started on the 12th when To All the Boys I Loved Before (PS I Still Love You) was released on Netflix causing me to immediately devour it. And Netflix being the scheming couch potato scoundrels that they are, instantly queue up Part 1 as soon as Part 2 is done. And they queue up Part 2 as soon as you complete your 2nd viewing of Part 1, and it goes on an on and they continue this endless loop regardless of how many times you've seen either movie. Needless to say I only made it one lap through the To All The Boys before I was Lara Jean'ed out. 

But this instilled my taste not only for Noah Centineo but for all things teenage romcom related. That youthful exuberance nurtured things we adults take for granted, like first kiss, first date, first heartbreak, petty things that meant so much then that seem so trivial by adulting.

So the binge watching began. I saw the following movies with the following central theme: Love, Love, Teen Romance, First Kiss, Butterflies, ❤ : 

• Sierra Burgess is a Loser 
• Swiped 
• The Last Summer 
• The Kissing Booth 
• Dude 
• SPF-18 (was promised Keanu in this one...so) 
• The Kissing Booth (2nd viewing) 
• 6 years 
• Edge of Seventeen 
• Naomi and Ely No Kiss List 
• Sex Tape (these are adults but still they were quite...ahem...naughty) 

As I closed out the weekend of escapism from the traps of adulting and its myriad thoughts of insipid realization by sinking into teen romcoms with their burgeoning hopefulness and exuberance, I was ever so grateful to the adults who went into making these movies - the writers/producers/directors of these movies who let us relive those moments of abandon and selfishness. 

But for a couple of them who were a bit meh, they were all great, well-acted to me, and I'm not movie critic but the cast most of them who were sadly no longer teenagers really pulled off the recklessness and abandonment reminiscent of the teenage years. One central theme in these movies (asides from the romance) is the uncertain indecisiveness as to what the future holds. They would all ask upon graduation - what does the future hold, some of them with hope, some of them sacrificing their teenage loves in the hope that the future would bring them someone better. Interesting.

Well, dear indecisive teenagers, I am living in that future. And I can say that it really doesn't hold much. Except responsibility, bills, disappointment and, more heartache. 

Live the F out of your Youth.