If you've been reading Mommyproof for a little while now, you've probably noticed that I tend to start books and movies, review them when I'm only twenty pages (or minutes) in, and then mysteriously "forget" to report back later on how it all ended. (NOT because I didn't finish. That is totally not why. Not at all).
Okay, that's totally why – but Ethan and I did manage to watch the rest of This is 40 last night, and I reviewed it here if you're interested in all the reasons why it was uncomfortable and not great but still somewhat edifying (as edifying as Lincoln? I don't know. I haven't finished — fine, started — that one yet).
I think most of of us in our thirties are seriously curious (read: terrified) about what it will mean to turn forty, which is why the title of this flick is the most brilliant thing about it — though it should really be called This is 40 with Kids. It's pretty clear that the main characters probably wouldn't have made it this far (or even be married in the first place) if it weren't for their teen and pre-teenage daughters. On the other hand, maybe they'd be married and so happy that the film would be called This is 40! (Who knows, it's not even real. But let's face it: kids change everything. They're amazing and glorious and so cute you want to bite them, but they can also make you crazy.)
Do you feel like your age affects you? Defines you? Or completely and totally has no bearing whatsoever on your life? How old are you? (Kidding. Okay, fine, tell me).
Have a great weekend!
xox,
Rebecca
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