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I was 17 and had never cried as much as I did that afternoon. It hardly merits re-telling the story – because I know not a person on this earth who hasn’t seen 'The Weepiest Film in Hollywood'.But, for those of you who have been living under a rock, here’s a whistle stop plot (spoiler alert).For me, growing up, this seminal film was The Notebook.I can remember, as if it was yesterday, gazing, awestruck, at the posters that started appearing on billboards around my hometown in the spring of 2004.Long lost loves don’t, in reality, come back to whisk you off your feet.And kissing in the rain really isn’t as romantic as they made it look.
She returns, breaks off her engagement to another man and, well, the poster sort of explains the rest.“Maybe I’m not supposed to tell this story,” Cassavetes said, “but they were really not getting along one day on set. They even won Best Kiss at the MTV Movie Awards in 2005, recreating their magical clinch on stage in a move that didn’t seem in the slightest bit rehearsed (or maybe that was wishful thinking on my part).Cassavates’s revelations have left me utterly speechless. Angry at myself for being taken in by such obvious Hollywood schmaltz.But I’m also angry at them, for perpetuating such a falsity.My template for teenage romance has been shattered and too late for me to do anything about it.