2 Days in Paris

Jack: Um, so what's the deal, man?
Marion: What?
Jack: That guy was looking at you like you were a big leg of lamb. It's like he had the fork and the knife and the bib.
Marion: I am a big leg of lamb.
Jack: I know, but you're my leg of lamb. How do you know him?
Marion: Well, we met many years ago, and we had a little thing. I think I gave... I have him a blowjob. No big deal.
Jack: Reall? A blowjob's now big deal?
Marion: Oh, I'm sorry.
Jack: I'm all right.
Marion: No I mean, its no big deal in comparison to what's going on in the world. You know, there's George Bush, the war in Iraq, there's the Avian flu, then there's a blowjob. You know what I mean?
Jack: Right, right.
Marion: In consideration, it's...
Jack: Nice transition.
Marion: It's a pretty minor event. Don't you think?
Jack: I would actually say it's not a minor event... if you wanna start talking in the grander political scheme of things. If you think about it, it was a blowjob, after all, that brought down America's last chance at a healthy democracy.

2 Days in Paris is hands down the best romantic comedy I've ever seen, and is without a doubt one of my most favourite movies ever. I absolutely adore Julie Delpy (who wrote and directed the film) and Adam Goldberg, who plays a hilariously neurotic boyfriend (just the kind I like). The way the couple interacts is so beyond entertaining, especially the way they constantly bicker (and now, whenever my boyfriend and I squabble, I try to think of what Julie Delpy would say). I laughed out loud (which I rarely do when watching a movie) at almost every scene and I am recommending this movie to everyone I know and love. Julie Delpy's character Marion's monologue on break ups and relationships at the end of the film is wonderful, sad, and real:

Marion:It always fascinated me how people go from loving you madly to nothing at all, nothing. It hurts so much. When I feel someone is going to leave me, I have a tendency to break up first before I get to hear the whole thing. Here it is. One more, one less. Another wasted love story. I really love this one. When I think that its over, that I'll never see him again like this... well yes, I'll bump into him, we'll meet our new boyfriend and girlfriend, act as if we had never been together, then we'll slowly think of each other less and less until we forget each other completely. Almost. Always the same for me. Break up, break down. Drunk up, fool around. Meet one guy, then another, fuck around. Forget the one and only. Then after a few months of total emptiness start again to look for true love, desperately look everywhere and after two years of loneliness meet a new love and swear it is the one, until that one is gone as well. There's a moment in life where you can't recover any more from another break-up. And even if this person bugs you sixty percent of the time, well you still can’t live without him. And even if he wakes you up every day by sneezing right in your face, well you love his sneezes more than anyone else's kisses.

Watch the movie.