I try very hard to avoid movies starring Keanu.  He's too awful for words.  I don't hate everything he's been in; I enjoyed Speed and the first Matrix and even Keanu wasn't terrible enough to wreck Dracula or Much Ado about Nothing, but still.  I try to avoid him.

Zack put The Lake House on our netflix list.

What can I say?  I had been warned ahead of time about how stupid it was.  I had no expectations at all.  I knew going in that I would have to be able to embrace the stupidity to enjoy it, so I did.  I wasn't disappointed.  The story was ridiculous, there wasn't a single decent line in it and the two leads could've been played by Barbie dolls for all the acting ability they displayed. You could see every plot twist coming from ten blocks away.  It's a big soggy marshmallow of a romantic movie. 

I ignored the nagging questions; (why didn't she google him the minute she learned his name to find him?  He knew who she was and where she was and that her relationship with her current boyfriend wasn't going to last so why didn't he do anything about it? And what the hell is with the dog??) 

I pretended that Keanu was remotely attractive.  I pretended that Sandra Bullock had a personality.  I pretended it wasn't completely illogical, even in the context of sci-fi/time travel stories.  I embraced the stupidity.  But in the end, there was one thing I just couldn't swallow; I hate marshmallows.