I love Valentine’s Day. I never really understood why people hate it so much. I get it: you’re single, or (God forbid) just broke up with someone. But, Riddle Me This? How can anyone hate a day that’s sole purpose in our modern society is to celebrate all things pink and chocolate. Let’s be honest here, these are my two favorite things. Relationships come and go, crushes will always crush, but chocolate and painting everything pink will last forever.
This year, I will do what I have done almost every year. I will curl up in my pink pajamas, with something chocolate (in a shiny pink wrapper) and spend my evening with my favorite leading man, Cary Grant. It is not a day to be sad or to sit at home alone and cry. To be clear, I will be sitting at home alone, and I will absolutely cry, but not because I am sad. It will be because I will be watching An Affair to Remember and I possess human emotions (not so hidden meaning: if you do not cry during An Affair to Remember you DO NOT possess human emotions). It is a day that was meant to celebrate love. Love that was and love that is and love that is yet to come.
So for the single ladies: cheer up, pop in a mid-century classic, and remember this: Valentine’s Day when in a relationship is often a let down. Crowded restaurants are not very romantic, the wait staff is trying to hurry you because there is a two-hour wait for all the people who forgot to make a reservation, and prix-fixe menus often leave much to be desired. But Cary Grant will never let you down.
Need a suggestion? An Affair to Remember is the ultimate Valentine’s classic. In case you are not aware, it is the film the women are constantly referencing in Sleepless in Seattle. My all time favorite is The Philadelphia Story co-starring Katharine Hepburn and Jimmy Stuart (for which Stuart won his only Oscar for Best Actor). If you are more of an Audrey than a Katharine, go for Charade a bit more of a thriller than a romance (often referred to as “the best Hitchcock movie Hitchcock never made”), but plenty of mush for those who still hold to romantic notions. Alfred Hitchcock’s To Catch A Thief, which I ESPECIALLY recommend if you have not yet fallen in love with Grace Kelly, whose real life love story is one for the fairy tale books. If you are hoping for more of an anti-Valentine movie, North by Northwest. Also Hitchcock, but I would argue, more Hitchcockian than To Catch A Thief. And finally, in honor of the very recently departed, The Bachelor and the Bobbysoxer starring a lovely, 19 year old, Shirley Temple in a charming tale of puppy love.
Hope you have a great Valentine’s Day either with the love of your life or the love of mine.