Watching Under the Tuscan Sun on a Monday Afternoon

Under the Tuscan Sun is one of those movies that I just adore; where a woman (preferably stunning) goes to a new place, and finds what she's always been searching for. The ageless Diane Lane is Frances, a Lit professor from San Fran, that has just gone through a rip-your-heart-out-and-stomp-all-over-it kind of divorce. Her lesbian best friend, played by one of my faves, Sandra Oh, offers her a trip to Tuscany, telling Frances that she is at a point where she is at a crossroads in her life where she might never get over it and be happy again. Finally convinced by the depressing sobs of her neighbor, she is off to Italy! There she spontaneously buys a gorgeous old villa when she decides she can't go back to SF, and the rest is history. In Italy she moves on by making love with a beautiful Italian man named Marcello, bonding with the people fixing up her new house, and slowly learning to be happy alone. I mean if you don't wanna feel great, don't watch this movie. The scenery is something out of a painting it is so impossibly beautiful, with carpets of sunflowers that stretch for miles and hills that seem to never end. Under the Tuscan Sun, is simply marvelous, which is a word I try to avoid because it makes me sound like my grandmother, but it feels so necessary here.