‘Sounds stupid I know. I thought so too, until I started to see the cosmo articles on things like “how to control your man with sex…”, “10 bedroom tricks to own your man…”, “how to mark your territory in a man’s home”. The last one included a suggestion that she sneak into a man’s closet at the first opportunity and smear a just a little makeup on the collars of his (clean) shirts, or rub just a little of her perfume into them… just enough so that “he won’t notice, but other women will…”. My fav was a suggestion to spray a little of her perfume on the bottom side of the pillow before she leaves in the morning while he’s in the shower (to remind him of the night he had with you, and let other women know you were there first).

Pretty Woman was not huge smash hit at the box office, but among dvd sales (movies sold for permanent ownership to be watched over and over again…), this movie holds the record. This is a less reported metric for movies than opening day box office ticket sales, but it matters. I won’t go into the whole story of the movie except to say that it is a woman’s wet dream and a movie no man on the planet would buy to watch over and over again. Condensed version: women are not accountable or responsible for anything, have no consequences for anything, bring huge liabilities but nothing to offer to the table, and can still expect the ultimate alpha male to rescue them from their self created problems, give them everything and live happily ever after… and they watch this over and over and over, and they confuse it with reality tv.

That means that women, and women alone, bought this movie on dvd enough to make it number 1. It outsold all the Disney movies that people buy for their kids to watch over and over. It outsold all the classics that people want to own for their collections…everything. If you pay close attention to the dvd collection on a single woman’s shelf at next opportunity, you’ll almost always see it there.

A bunch of my married friends have complained loudly about having to go to sappy Cameron Diaz romcoms and a few of them are going to be dragged to 50 Shades of Grey. Poor saps.

Actually .. not a bad movie. But you will lose 1198765417654765134653241765 man-points in just under 2 hours – and you will never get them back. Watching Liam Neeson crying actually hurt me in my b~~~~.

But the scene where the guy shows up at Kiera Knightly’s house with CUE CARDS – while her (black) husband is upstairs watching TV – and he secretly lays down his b~~~~ack on her front steps while white-knighting to a level I could never previously IMAGINE….. was so f~~~ing pathetic I must force myself to stop thinking of it. And then there’s the vomit:

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The only scene that made me not want to suicide myself…. was when Alan Rickman bought a necklace from Rowan Atkinson as the sales clerk, which – in my opinion – WAS the movie. He’s buying it for his mistress while his wife has stepped away for a few minutes. I could NOT stop laughing. After Christopher Walken’s “the watch” monologue in Pulp Fiction, this scene was one of the funniest surprises I have ever seen in film.

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It was the only reason I did not murder my then-girlfriend for dragging me to that s~~~. Which reminds me…. if any of you motherf~~~ers are going to see 50 Shades Of Gay on Feb 14th with some gash — even if you are set up for a BJ after — turn in your MGTOW ID card, because I will delete your account with no possibility of reprieve.

You start off with a rich party boy with gobs of hot chicks and cool toys. Then his friend steals one of his suits then he gets owned by a kid and by the end of the third movie, his chick takes over his life and she ends up with the Extremis tech AND his armor and saves his pathetic life.

Tony Stark goes from being a MGTOW to a blue pill pussy in three movies.

Any movie with Hugh Grant or Ben Affleck in it.

Even the Sum of All Fears? Though I did find it amusing when it showed the scenes of him darting through the burning city, to that heroic music(Realtime on the soundtrack) while looking like a total goon.

Also some of his statements or exclamations in Pearl Harbor were either so bad or so stupid that they were laughable. We used to laugh at how the TV networks would censor his statements. “Got you, you son of a wwiwwwtch!”

He’s the stupid idiot that thinks he can inject himself into a dysfunctional familyorama. He is a man that needs MGTOW. And even the (assumed feminist) audience laughter seems to agree.

MGTOW Rule -6969: Never date a single mom.

I give you the 40 year old virgin:

Andy: She has three kids and one of her kids has a kid.
[Cal starts coughing on his marijuana]
Andy: You all right?
Cal: Did you just say she has three kids, one of whom has a kid?
Andy: Yeah.
Cal: So, so she’s a grandma.
Andy: No.
Cal: I’m not a doctor or anything like that but she’s a f~~~ing grandma.
Andy: Yeah, whatever, you know.
Cal: She’s the hottest grandma I ever saw.
Andy: Yeah, she is. She’s a hot grandma!
Cal: That’s a good-looking grandma. My grandma looks like Jack Palance.
Andy: Well, she’s no Jack Palance.
Cal: No. If Jack Palance looked like that lady, I would want to f~~~ Jack Palance right now.