What I’ve learned from “You’ve Got Mail”

10 Sep


Okay, so I realize this seems so super random, but I have an unnatural obsession with this movie (along with Justin Bieber, Miley Cyrus and other things only 12-year-old children should love–except I’m not ashamed because, frankly, their music makes me SO happy).

But I digress.

Anyway, I probably watch You’ve Got Mail at least once a week–maybe once every two weeks if I’m super busy, which isn’t very often because even when I say I’m super busy I normally make the time to watch a movie that I’ve seen 50 times a year over the last six years.

I’ve learned…

1. That only a movie this cute could make me stop crushing on every American tennis player (John Isner or Sam Querrey, please marry me?) and the JoBros and start envisioning my life with a middle-aged bookstore owner. (Hey, at least it’s a super bookstore!) (And he’s rich, just saying.) (And I really like parantheses.)

2. If you set up a time to finally meet the man you’ve fallen in love with via e-mail and he doesn’t show, do not assume he was the rooftop killer and is now sitting in jail. He’s not. HOWEVER, if you set up a time to meet the creeper you met via Craigslist, go ahead and assume he is the rooftop killer because he probably is. Actually, assume this before you even go onto Craigslist. (The latter I did not learn from the movie, but rather from the fact that I’m no stupid.)

3. I will not be hiring a nanny for my future children. I’m too scared she will run away with my future husband….or me.

4. That if AOL did not exist, we might not have been graced with this movie. I know, I don’t even want to think about it.

5. That it is not in good form to eat the caviar that surrounds dishes. (Actually, is this true? Can someone who frequently eats fancy food confirm this for me please?)

6. Everybody should have a friend like Dave Chappelle.

7. Apparently the reason men love “The Godfather” so much can be explained in a paragraph long Instant Message.

8. This movie is so old, it actually featured Instant Messaging, not Facebook chatting. Odd how that makes me feel slightly old.

9. Watching always makes me desperately wish I lived in New York. Okay, so does Sex and the City and the fact that I’ve lived anywhere but NYC, but still I get little “If only!” pangs everytime.

10. Tom Hanks yelling “I was eloquent” while on a treadmill can crack me up no matter how shitty I feel.

11. Sometimes when I log into my hotmail, I wish a gentleman would tell me “You’ve Got Mail.” It just seems fun.

12. Every wondered what the friendliest flower is? The daisy. Thanks to Meg Ryan/Kathleen Kelly for pointing this one out.

13. That I want this: “I would have asked for your number, and I wouldn’t have been able to wait twenty-four hours before calling you and saying, “Hey, how about… oh, how about some coffee or, you know, drinks or dinner or a movie… for as long as we both shall live?” AND then this: “And you and I would have never been at war. And the only thing we’d fight about would be which video to rent on a Saturday night.”


Other fun quotes (copied and pasted from IMDb)

Joe Fox: Because we’re going to sell them cheap books and legal addictive stimulants. In the meantime, we’ll just put up a big sign: “Coming soon: a FoxBooks superstore and the end of civilization as you know it.”

Joe Fox: Tweaking? A project that needs “tweaking”?
Kathleen Kelly: Yes.
Joe Fox: T-w-e-a-k-i-n-g.
Kathleen Kelly: -i-n-g. That’s what he said.
Joe Fox: I think he’s married. Married, three kids.

Joe Fox: Kevin, this is possibly the most adorable creature I’ve ever been in contact with, and if she turns out to be as good looking as a mailbox… I would be crazy enough to turn my life upside down and marry her.

Kathleen Kelly: I love daisies.
Joe Fox: You told me.
Kathleen Kelly: They’re so friendly. Don’t you think daisies are the friendliest flower?

Kathleen Kelly: What is that supposed to mean? I am so sick of that. All that means is that it wasn’t personal to you. But it was personal to me. It’s *personal* to a lot of people. And what’s so wrong with being personal, anyway?

Okay, I’ll stop now.


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