We Don't Live Here Anymore

On my last unnecessary excursion to McKay's, I purchased an indie film titled, "We Don't Live Here Anymore." The simple cast of four included Laura Dern, Naomi Watts, Peter Krause, and the sexy Mark Ruffalo. The plot circled around these two couples (Dern & Ruffalo and Watts & Krause) and their intertwined love affairs. As Ruffalo and Watts express their physical lust for each other in secret, Dern and Krause experiment with each others' bodies and emotions as well. Eventually the affairs expand beyond secrecy, and the underlying truths of each failed relationship are revealed. Just as you think you have predicted the demise of the relationships (as well as the plot of the story), Ruffalo decides to stay with his wife and work on rescuing the happiness they once shared. Not only does the movie portray the typical disconnected and disfunctional marriages, but it also brings a new idea to the sorry surface of our current culture--reconciliation. Falling out of love with someone is portrayed as so common and so easy. And if such a thing happens, what are you supposed to do? Pack your bags and say, "Sorry it didn't work out. Have a nice life!"?? This movie gives a different alternative. Love just happens. Keeping that love in tact and in great condition takes a bit of effort. But if done for the right reasons, it's really worth it. I know I'll never get married (mainly to avoid the domestic duties and annoying anniversary celebrations), but I think it might be nice to have a little love to work on. Don't you think?