Wait, I wanna know more about the dystopia around the periphery. What happens if you fuck outside of the appointed day? Firing squad? Guillotine? A bomb in your neck goes off?
I was not expecting a movie with a plot like that to be marketed as a romantic comedy. It looks so....silly. And I actually really liked Easy A.
Oh, speaking of rom-com! This'll make you wanna shoot yourself. "The Love Hypothesis". It started as a Reylo fanfic online, and a literary agent came to the author, and had her change the characters to modern day scientists, and now it's a fucking movie. Yeah. Agents are trolling Reylo fanfic boards. Don't you wanna die? I do. I wanna die so hard. But, I made some promises to friends I have to follow through on, so I have to keep slogging through this Hell.
Yeah. And I still struggle to find an agent. "Oh, I don't know who I would market a story about pro wrestlers to." I have a very high disdain for literary agents, who have essentially become the slush pile editors of the literary world.
How would they enforce this? I mean, how would they know that you were knocking boots with someone unless it was in public?
