It’s that time again. While there is still cranberry sauce left in the refrigerator, the manipulators of entertainment has thrown their switch marked Christmas and has released the winter rom-coms.
Now a rom-com for those who were still blissfully ignorant is short for romantic comedy. And while rom-coms can occur at any season the winter rom-coms, especially the Christmas ones, seem to have a particular style. Something my youngest girl remarked on and got me to thinking.
So let’s lay out the style.
- You are introduced to the desired male. This can be a soldier, a prince, or just some likable Joe.
- You get to meet the woman. She can be a small town girl, rich heiress, or just a business woman.
- You meet the wrong man. This is the boyfriend/fiancée of the woman and is so obviously wrong for her.
- The supporting cast. These are various parents, relatives, friends, and townsfolk that surround either the woman or the desired male.
Now the story typically goes like this: The desired male is traveling through or working in the town where the woman lives or comes to. There is some initial conflict usually involving something like accidentally mistaking his food order for hers and starting eating it. He steals her cab, or even more hilarious accidentally causing her luggage to open and her clothes to splay out over the ground.
This is followed by the desired male doing something that endears him to the parents/friends/townsfolk which of course puts them on his side.
The desired male then is thrown into contact with the woman either by working with her or by the parents/friends/relatives/townsfolk bringing them together. Usually this is when the boyfriend/fiancée appears and you see how wrong he is for the woman and how much he needs to be gone from her life.
And the wrap up the boyfriend/fiancée has been dropped and she now moves on with her new love.
So let’s think about this for a minute. What we have here basically is someone unknown to the parents who intrudes into their daughter’s life and then causes her to throw off the man to whom she’s committed to be in a covenant with God. So what does this say about commitment let alone marriage?
Not only that but what does this teach our daughters about what they should expect for mates? Isn’t this promoting the “some day my prince will come” view?
And yet we are fed this “entertainment” every Christmas. Peace on earth throw your fiancée to the side. Let’s go after the guy with the leather jacket and motorcycle. Hallelujah!
So do yourself a favor turn off the rom-coms this Christmas.