Note: If you don't know how Marley and Me ends and you don't want to know, stop reading this post HERE.
At the urging of several co-workers, I read the book Marley and Me. That was probably close to three years ago, shortly after we adopted Lola. As I neared the end of the book, it became apparent that Marley was going to die. So I save the end of the book for a night when I knew I would be alone and I didn't have to be anywhere early the next morning (puffy eyes). I curled up on the couch, grabbed my puppy, read the end of the book and ugly-faced cried through the end of the book and about ten minutes after I finished the book. Yes, it was that sad.
I was thrilled when I heard that they were making the book in to a movie. I anticipated it's release for at least a year. The day after Christmas Freddy and I went to watch the movie. As we pulled in to the parking lot, I saw a little girl with blond pigtails getting out of a car. I thought, "That looks like Landri". I couldn't see her face, so I thought I was being silly. Every little girl with blond pig tails isn't Landri. Oh, but wait! That's Kristi's dad! Sure enough, Kristi was there with her entire family. What are the odds? Pretty good, I guess. We both love to go to Tinseltown because all shows before 6 are only $4. They were going to see Marley and Me, so we sat by them.
As the end of the movie approached, I knew what was coming. I dug through my purse for my Kleenex. I couldn't find my Kleenex! So I went to the bathroom for the second time during the movie (I'm pregnant, remember!) and grabbed some napkins on my way back in.
Had I not been in a theatre full of strangers - pitch black or not - I would have whaled. bawled. cried so hard I threw up. I tried my best to contain the sobs and the tears, but I was NOT successful. I ugly-faced cried again. The faces were even uglier, actually, because I was trying to hold back the tears. Are you picturing my face crying? Trust me, it was ugly.
Yes, I will be buying the movie when it comes out on DVD. It will take the place of 8 Seconds as my "I need a good cry, so I'll pop in this movie" movie.
I am now looking forward to the movie Confessions of a Shopaholic (or maybe they're just calling it Shopaholic). These books (a series of 5) were so good! I believe the movie comes out in February. Woo-Hoo! Meet you there, Kristi?