Face it – every New Year’s Eve movie both sucks and blows.

Bridget Jones’ Diary? New Year’s Eve? 200 Cigarettes?

None of these is a classic. None of them deserves to be.

TV episodes aren’t any better – they all revolve around the desperate search for dates, so that the characters all have some one to kiss when the ball drops at midnight. (And if that isn’t an evocative sentence, then nothing is.)

After 100 years of movies and over 60 years of television shows, has the great New Year’s Eve movie or television episode been written?

I say yes.
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But first – let’s face the facts – the reason the other movies/television episodes all fail so spectacularly – the reason the reality of New Year’s Eve often fails – is that it can never live up to this:

Okay; so the rest of the story ends in tears, but, damn! Dude knew how to throw a party! And he doesn’t even throw a NYE party in the book or in the movie!

How can any other movie/ tv show compare to that scene?

If I could play that scene on a loop for two hours (okay, and the scene with Rhapsody in Blue), it would be the greatest NYE movie in the history of the world.
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This is how I’m celebrating this New Year’s Eve:

Sushi (California Roll and Spider Roll); olives and almonds; salsa and gucamole; Beanitos chips; Peach Nectarine Sparkling Ice; Zevia Ginger Root Beer soda; Ginger Goji Kombucha; Chocolate Almond Butter tart; popcorn.

And I’m spending it alone.

Yeah; that’s right – I’m not going out.

I’m not worrying about what to wear.

I’m not worrying about who I kiss at midnight.

I’m going to stay at home and enjoy my munchies and watch that scene from The Great Gatsby on YouTube.

Oh, and watch Season Two of Agents of SHIELD on DVD.

Because Agent Coulson? RAWR. And Agent May is a total badass.

Happy New Year!