Stop Already: The Myth of Male Stupidity

The thing I hate about movies like My Best Friend's Wedding and the upcoming Made of Honor is the bullshit myth of the male/female best friend relationship. In both films, one half of this ridiculous dynamic is secretly in love with the other, and therein lies the hilarity, I guess. It has always been my opinion that if a man and a woman find themselves to be BFF, why shouldn't they just take the next step and get married? I mean, who else do you want to wake up to every morning and listlessly hump for the rest of your life--your best friend or some jerk who kinda-sorta gets you, but doesn't share your love of the things that truly matter in life, namely, breakfast at IHOP and the Simpsons? I think men and women can be friends (I have women friends), but if you're going to designate the friendship a "best friendship," why wouldn't you want more? Maybe that's a grade school mentality. Please, tell me if I'm wrong.

Another thing I hate about Made of Honor is that scene in the trailer in which Patrick Dempsey's best buddy is trying on lingere in front of him in hopes that he will help her decide on what will send her fiancee into a sexual frenzy the fastest. Bullshit, I say! As stated before, I have women friends, but there is no way in hell any of them are gonna just start trying on underwear in front of me and ask for my opinion. But maybe that's what happens in a male/female platonic best friendship--maybe one feels comfortable giving the other a boner.

But my biggest beef with Made of Honor is that it perpetuates the "men-are-so-stupid-they-don't-give-a-second-thought-to-eating-potpourri" stereotype.

"What do we do with this party mix," one of Dempsey's male friends asks, shoving a handful of potpourri into his gaping maw. "That's potpourri," a put upon McDreamy sighs. Yeah, Hollywood, we ALL know it's potpourri, that is why none of us eat it...EVER!
I've never seen potpourri that appears remotely edible. It's usually some shade of blue or lavendar (unless it's a Christmas blend, in which case it probably contains tiny pine cones) and covered in sparkles. I've never mistaken a dish of potpourri for barbecue chips or Chex mix. No man has, because men know snack foods--know them intimately and love them passionately--yet an oft repeated joke in the film and television world is that men are so clueless they will shovel anything in their mouths, including fragrant, sparkly wood chips. I'm sick of it, Hollywood! It's a lie! So, please

STOP ALREADY!