Smorgasbord of Prime-Time Mom Fodder.

by Meredith O’Brien

 

Okay everybody, a few, disparate items are on the moms in pop culture & politics agenda this week, so grab your coffee mug (or martini glass or wine glass, whatever floats your boat while you peruse the Mommy Tracked web site):

 

Suburban Marital Misery?

 

The other night my husband and I went to see Date Night, the comedy starring Steve Carell and Tina Fey who play a suburban couple with two young kids who are bored out of their minds by their tedious suburban life. This is how the movie’s web site described Carell and Fey’s characters who have a regular date night each week (that’s more date nights than I have) at the same local tavern: “Their conversations quickly drift from barely-date talk to the same chore-chat they have at the dinner table at home. Exhausted from their jobs and kids, their dates rarely end in fore- or any other kind of play, let alone romance.”

 

Bleak, eh? As the husband and I chuckled uncomfortably at the scene where the kids appeared in their parents’ bedroom and pounced on them, at the work-induced fatigue that often makes parents of young kids want to curl up on the sofa with the TV remote instead of putting on fresh clothes and make-up to go out, I thought, “Is this what middle class, suburban marriages are -- at least as far as the movie is concerned -- so boring and dreary that you have to have a wild night involving inadvertent criminal mayhem, guns, car chases and other dangerous madness in order to feel like you have a pulse?”

 

Just before the movie began, the tone was set with the new trailer for Sex and the City 2 which made it look as though the bloom was off the rose a mere two years into the marriage between Carrie and Mr. Big. I couldn’t help but wonder: “What the heck’s going on out there? They live in the city and don’t even HAVE kids to suck the energy out of their sex life.”