Every woman I know who read Greg Behrendt's "He's Just Not that into You" had a life-altering experience. Most women I know read it, realized that no guy she'd ever dated had actually ever been that into her, cried for two days, got it out of her system and moved on with her life all the wiser. The reason I love it is because it's brutal straight-talk. No BS. It's a great book to read when you're getting over someone (as is Behrendt's second book, "It's Called a Break-up Because it's Broken") -- like the self-help-literary equivalent of having someone throw a bucket of ice water in your face. This book changed the face of dating, especially in New York, forever.
And that's why I'm going to see the movie tonight with Shar. Even though the movie got terrible, horrible reviews, it's gonna make a killing. Because tonight, in the movie theater, I can almost guarantee that Shar and I will be surrounded by 200 other 20-30-something women who have read the book to death, can relate to nearly every anecdote in it, and will totally 100 percent "get" every scenario playing out on the screen.
Guys, if you want to understand girls better, read the book and see the movie. I'm so excited to see it, even though I'm sure it will be terrible (and a little bit wonderful) all at the same time.