It is getting harder and harder for me to enjoy in romantic fiction - television, books and others - anymore.
I am not sure which factor is a major turn-off - is it the circumstantial coincidences where the guy and girl always meet at the unexpected places, or is it that both parties happen to be super duper good looking and fell in love at the first sight to an extent that a not-so-pretty person like me could no longer relate [I mean, I never fall in love at the first sight, just lust at the first sight.... yeah baby!] or is it because they always seem to fall in love for no apparent reason or logical consequential link?
I don't believe the bullshit-ty saying that goes - "love is blind", "love does not need reason" etc etc. Every attraction has a reason, every love has a trigger. Maybe some people like kind people, that's why they marry kind people. Some people like rich people, that's why they marry super duper loaded guy. Some people love to command and manipulate other people, that's why they marry submissive obedient individuals. See, everything has a reason.
Or maybe.... that's my pessimistic hormone talking.
Either way, it's bad for me. Why? Because it is getting more impossible for me to finish at least one series of South Korean drama this year. And 2012 is supposed to be a great year for TV love. My friends talk about the dramas all the time - the intensity, the happiness, the adrenaline, the butterflies-in-my-stomach romance and last but not least, the HOTNESS of the leads. HOTNESS, you see. I may be lacking in understanding romance but HOTNESS is my forte [watching HOTNESS, I mean, not being one].
So the enjoyment in watching a romantic fiction never last for more than two hours. That's why drama never works and I stick to movies, because they are shorter and it is less likely that I'll get bored before they start the process of falling in love and fighting and falling again and marry or break up or die or move on with their life. But they rarely do the move-on thing.
Why?
Because forgettable love is not commercial. It doesn't sell. It does not cater to the likeness of the general population. The general population wants to believe in that 'one true' love where people are close to dying without each other. The idea that there is someone out there FOR you, always waiting for that 'coincidence' to happen so that he/she could finally meet you and lock eyes, then lips is always an eternally appealing idea.
We believe in love even though we have no idea what it's about and the fact that we may or may not experience it. But we sure love to cling with the fantasy. Ahhhh [cynical inspirational voice coming out]
I think that's why people loves to watch everlasting romance on screen so much. Because it makes them happy and it makes them believe that who knows, the shit happened there could happen to them to. The fantasy may not last once they face reality but no worries, they could always catch another movie that propagates the very same notion. Again and again and again until they cling on the thought of the 'perfect mate, somewhere out there' that they find it impossible to let go - not of the feelings but the thought. Imagine a world without love? Scary, is it not?
Again, bad for me as well. I think I've gone beyond the stage of thinking that lovey dovey stories are enjoyable stuffs.
That's why I stick to sitcom. Like How I Met Your Mother. Ted, the innocent naive douchebag that we all love believes in romance but has yet to experience a real one that leads to marriage - same with most of us. Robin believes in romance as well but often escapes after realizing that she has to give more of herself into the relationship. Marshall and Lily are just a couple who are matchmade-in-heaven but hell, that is one in a gazillion of millions cases. And Barney. Hell, when does ever Barney believes in a relationship that lasts more than six months? So I guess that's why I manage to enjoy the sitcom well - because it is balanced. Not too cheesy and over-dramatic.
And also crime-drama with romances, as I mentioned in my previous post, hehe.
Ruby Jusoh misses writing. And her childhood.
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