MyNewJersey

I was watching Big today on my lunch. I caught the last hour of it, picking up when Tom gets laid by his co-worker the first time. First, Susan, played by the delightful Elizabeth Perkins, is the ultimate 80s wo-man. Everything about her was Big, her hair, her shoulder pads, her career. This woman was going places. Like to bed with a 14 year old.

Anyway, maybe it's because I was hungover, but I was irked by the ending. Let's review. Tom and Elizabeth are co-workers who start banging. He's refreshing, a breath of wide-eyed innocence not regularly seen in the high profile world of 80's coporate culture. He's getting into his career, leaving old friends behind. I'm following. Just like when Molly Ringwald left Ducky behind when she got Blaine. I'll even take it at face value that he was a kid, made a wish to be big, and woke up in Tom Hanks' body. They explain that. The whole genie at the fair thing. I'm not knocking a little leap of faith for movie fantasy. But here's where you start to lose me: Tom tells his girlfriend he's 14. She, like any normal person, says, You're off your rocker. They get into a fight, they still have the big presentation, he leaves, she follows him, he makes the wish to be a kid again, she gets there, sees the genie and WHAM she believes him. Of course! The genie explains it all! Not that he's further delusional than she first expected but that he really is a teenager in a man's body.

Completely and utterly ridiculous and I'm not buying it.

I'm in a salty mood. GRRRR.