Scott Pilgrim vs. This Blog

      So I finally saw Scott Pilgrim vs the World... and I'm sad to say that I enjoyed every minute of it.
      When it first came to theatres, it was a financial flop. It didn't help that the ads they kept playing over and over showed the timid, 98 lb Michael Cera nerding it up with punches, kicks, and deadly magic guitar riffs used to defeat some emo-looking girl's "seven deadly exes." One of whom was Chris Evans, by the way. I mean, are we seriously supposed to believe that Michael Cera, who possibly has to wear weighted shoes so he doesn't blow away in the wind, kicks Chris Evans' ass?

Michael Cera, looking back at Chris Evans in shock, because he can't believe they're both wearing the same size shirt. Shortly after this picture was taken, Chris Evans raised his arms above his head and snapped his size XS shirt in half.

          Since then, I've heard nothing but good things about this movie, and I've also heard that it was based on a pretty cool comic book graphic novel whatever you want to call it to justify being a grown man reading comics. So I watched it. And I'm glad I did.
          First, the movie was surprisingly good, if you accept that it's basically a live action comic graphic novel.
          Second, if you haven't seen the comic graphic novel, it looks like it was drawn by a 10 year old.

         Speaking of which, if any movie executives are reading this, I'm pretty good at MSPaint, I tell lots of funny stories, and I can make a full length and full color MSPaint comic (sorry, graphic novel) as soon as you need it because I'm unemployed always available. Just sayin.

         Anyway, I liked the movie. I thought it was a lot of fun, and I thought it had a great message. Maybe I'm just reading more into this than I should be reading into a comic book/action movie/anything starring Michael Cera, but I thought the story used some great symbolism for overcoming your past when going into a serious relationship.
         Let's face it, unless you move to Antarctica (and haven't hooked up with any of the penguins [she was asking for it]) you're going to either see, run in to, hear from, or hear about an ex. Now, we all hear this PC bullshit that the past doesn't matter and all that matters is the future... but is that true? Is it the same if the person you're going to possibly marry was single for 2 years before meeting you and 'waited' for you, or if they dumped their 3-year fiance the day after meeting you? Is it the same if your current love's ex-love was a fat, ugly, out of work slob, or if they were an Abercrombie and Fitch model with a million dollar smile and a wallet to match? Is it the same, guys, if your lady had a few one night stands, or if she's had more wieners in her than this guy?

This man loves wieners inside of him way too much

        It might be. It might not. That's not for me to say. However, I know that once we got engaged, the missus and I talked about our past encounters.

           After that fun 10 second talk, we discussed our past relationships. It was a little weird, but it was good to get things out there and bury the past.
           Evil exes included.
           Because while it's fun, ridiculous, and a good laugh, I think Scott Pilgrim vs the World has a valid point, that the past often does matter, that any exes and any emotional baggage belong in the past, and that if it's a problem, it's better to fight it head on with the one you love than keep trying to run from it and avoid it. And sometimes, if an evil ex keeps popping up, it's best to just bury them in the past too. Metaphorically, of course. Unless they're persistent and manipulative, in which case you might end up buying the biggest shovel you can find and taking literal meaning to burying your past.
           So did anyone else see this movie or read the comic graphic novel? Did anyone else get that message out of it? And what do you think about overcoming your past/overcoming your exes in a relationship?
            While you think about it, I'm going to go shred on my guitar.

Or maybe I won't.

Stay classy, friends,
Bryan