last week, a couple of girlfriends and i drove over to the barton creek mall movie theater to watch “sisterhood of the traveling pants 2,” because we are girlie girls and like to watch movies that make us squee over things like friendship and cute boys even if the movie contains totally impossible plot lines like some girl’s dad having billions of air miles that he wants to give away so that three friends can meet up with their fourth friend in greece to look for a pair of pants.
anyway
my point is that, for us, this is a normal tuesday night type of activity.
and then something really ABNORMAL happened. like, something so crazy, so bizarre, so strange that it defied all explanations.
and no, it’s not the photoshop work on this poster, although it, too, defies all explanations.

a group of four twentysomething guys came into the theater and sat down in our row.
and then, when the opening credits began and they clearly knew that they were about to watch “sisterhood of the traveling pants 2,” THEY STAYED.
they stayed and THEY LOVED IT. they didn’t snicker or make rude comments about getting into a sisterhood’s pants or ANYTHING! in fact, as erica f. can attest, during the finale, one of the guys leaned forward with his hands cradling his chin, elbows on knees, completely lost in the moment.
WHAT DOES THIS MEAN?!!!!!!
unfortunately, we made the fatal mistake of not interrogating the guys before they walked out of our lives FOREVER, leaving us only with a maddening mystery and a half-eaten bucket of popcorn. what were they doing here? why did they love this movie (possibly even more than we did)? was it a dare? a school assignment? the haunting questions burned in my brain and drove me to the v. border of crazytown.
obviously, there was only one place to turn: the missed connections section on craig’s list.
you guys sat in our row for the 7:50 PM showing (Aug 19) of “sisterhood of the traveling pants 2.” my girlfriends and i thought you were in the wrong movie.
but after the title screen appeared, you stayed!
and then the craziest thing happened: you appeared to *actually enjoy* it!
no snide comments, no snickering, nada! during the incredibly unbelievable finale in greece, one of you even leaned forward, elbows on knees, in eager anticipation of the friendship-affirming ending!
please, please, i beg of you, explain. we’re dying of curiosity.
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honestly, i knew it was a long shot, but where else could i turn? is there a site for guys who love the sisterhood? hmm. maybe i should have googled that before i started writing this blog. too late!
surprisingly, i actually received some responses! unsurprisingly, they were mostly dumb.
from BIll_
We are all gay, that’s the explanation! (Just kidding)
from jeremy e.
that is weird. either it was a school assignment or they were gay.
from Austin Ite
I can solve the mystery for you right now…
They’re gay.
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and then, AND THEN, i received an email from someone who MAY have been one of the guys on our row. maybe. it’s hard to know for sure, but what i CAN tell you is that this email is total craig’s list gold:
from andrew f.
A guy can’t enjoy life-and-friendship affirming moments centered around semi-magical pants?
Saying something is a “chick flick” is just totally derisive and patronizing. Anybody can enjoy any film that’s halfway decent, as this one was/is, if they have an imagination. If I can suspend my disbelief that a man can dress as a bat for three hours, then I can suspend my disbelief that I can’t identify with four young women. To be perfectly honest, I had a lot more in common with them than I did with Batman.
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FINALLY! AN ANSWER! AN EXPLANATION! IT ALL MAKES SENSE NOW!
wait… what?
well, all i know is, craig’s list is totally my new wikipedia.
wow. that’s amazing.
love it, love it, love it.
I (we) own a copy of the first Sisterhood DVD. We haven’t watched it but I’m sure we will at some point. I will admit though to loving the movie Center Stage.
When I lived in Minnesota, every so often I’d bike several miles north to a theater that was kind of in the middle of nowhere, stop, watch a movie, then ride back. Most of the time I’d just randomly choose whatever happened to be starting the soonest. This particular day, Center Stage happened to be starting just after I got there so i bought a ticket and went in (wearing my complete spandex cycling outfit). I’m prone to give these guys the benefit of the doubt.
I have a history of going to movies I shouldn’t enjoy. In junior high I remember dragging my friend and a bunch of his friends to Jake the Bear (a really depressing but pretty good movie with Danny DeVito as a single dad (and late night horror show host) who has to deal with his sexually abused young son. I dragged a couple of those same friends to Indian Summer, another depressing film (The Big Chill meets summer camp! woohoo!) I must have been a weird junior high kid.
Everyone loves the movie Center Stage, though. Or at least they should. “You didn’t have the feet, mom! I don’t have the heart!” Ugh, EVERY TIME, it gets me.
Sarah, I want to meet and become best friends with those four Pants boys. Eventually I will harbor a crush on at least one of the four and end up sleeping with him in a post-Warrens haze (in my perfect life, these four boys were only visiting Austin and actually live in Houston. and go to Warrens, natch.), and it will be MAGICAL. So please let those four boys know that potentially friendship-ruining hook ups are awaiting them in Houston, based merely on their love for YA-inspired movies, okay? thanks.
I will vouch for the occasional straight guy being into chick flicks. My husband (Brian) mentioned Center Stage. But I dragged his butt to -Pride and Prejudice- and afterwards he admitted that “it was actually not bad.” I my geeky, chick-flick-loving husband.
Oop, that was supposed to be I *heart* my geeky, chick-flick-loving husband.
craigslist rocks – i love your story and i love these guys – yet another change we need in america! (i’m watching the convention and they keep repeating that mantra.
I agree with that dude that the term “chick flick” is patronizing and borderline disgusting. While saying that, I will never, ever watch this movie.
However, that doesn’t mean no man ever will. More cray posts, please. Accost people online more often!
And Erin, I don’t like Centre Stage, at ALL. Yeah!!
Excellent! I was hoping you’d actually post the Missed Connection! Although I’d like to point out that, as a chick, I will also never, ever watch that movie.
I generally enjoy “chick flicks” but I don’t see myself seeing Sisterhood of Traveling Pants. I’m not saying I wouldn’t enjoy it. I just probably won’t ever see it.
John, I had long ago determined that there is absolutely no hope for you. You don’t like Buffy OR Center Stage. You are an enduring mystery to me.
Mere, but there are pants! Magic pants!
It’s unsurprising that most of the responses were “those guys are guy.” Honestly, it was one of my first guesses. But upon further examination of that movie poster and a quick google image search on some of those actresses, there is another more obvious explanation: those actresses are hot.
I’ll never see this movie, but there’s one straight-guy explanation for ya.
But I have to know, did you like the movie? And also, did you cry?
trish, i enjoyed it, because i am extremely hokey and a total sucker for movies about friendship.
HOWEVER
it was no center stage.
and it was DEFINITELY no step up, let alone step up 2.
i’m a firm believer in the addition of dance to any and all movies.
I love this post. It makes me so happy that you actually posted the message on craigs list. If you could have seen me and erica f’s face during this whole incident.
At first I looked at Erica cause i was confused as to why they sat RIGHT NEXT TO HER, when the theatre was empty. Then when I saw it was all men, we just kept looking at each other and then at them waiting for them to realize the mistake. An amazing experience.
And it is ok for guys to like chick flicks…I am totally ok with that.
OMG
Marry me <3?
lol i cried when i watched that movie