Me Myself I

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Didn't I already see this film? It was called "Sliding Doors." "Me Myself I" doesn't seem a whole lot different. Pamela Drury (Rachel Griffiths) is a single journalist who wonders what her life would be like had she married some guy who liked her ten years ago named Robert Dickson (David Roberts).

So, she's washing her face and lightning strikes or something and then suddenly she looks up and there's another Pamela Drury, the one who married Robert Dickson, and they switch places. Don't ask me how this happens because it doesn't make the least bit of sense. Supposedly, the other Pam wanders off into the first Pam's world and experiences life as a single journalist.

One cliché that drives me nuts is used to put Pamela in the mode to start wondering about another life, which is that she gets hot for some guy, follows him home, and then looks into his window and sees him with another woman and some kids. Of course, rather than asking the guy the next day if that was his wife and children, she sulks like a little baby, thus causing this alternate universe shift. I suppose if I knew that's how we could enter alternate universes, I would certainly sulk more.

What Pamela finds out in the other universe is that life is just as complicated there as it is here. The Pamela who married Robert is no better or worse off than the Pamela who didn't. Everybody has problems. Think about it for a bit, and you realize that this is the only outcome for this film. Anything else, and Pamela's original problem can't be fixed. What if she discovered that she and Robert won the lottery or gave birth to the next Einstein? She'd return to the real world and slash her wrists. No, what we discover is that people slog through life no matter what they do, which is a real winning message.

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