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After gawking at the last half of Wes Anderson's wonderful The Aquatic Life with Steve Zissou on HBO, I was delighted that Cameron Crowe's underwhelming Singles was next.

Underwhelming? I was a grunge music fan back in the 90s, and I wasn't so keen on cinematic value then. All I wanted to do was to watch the music bits and count the grunge star cameos.

But this second viewing was different. Singles is a film of a group of twenty-something friends all either lovestruck or lovelorn. Relationship dilemmas come in heaps, courtship woes pile up endlessly on top of each other.

No, I don't relate to Matt Dillon's character nor to anyone else's, but since I AM in my late twenties, am a reluctant member of singlehood, and have fallen victim constantly to the despair of grown-up sentimentality, oh yeah, so what if Tad answered Bridget Fonda's phone call in his cameo, Chris Cornell was 50% effective singing Birth Ritual, and the anthemic Screaming Trees song Nearly Lost You almost had me jump from the sofa to solo-slam.

All I'm saying is, its scary I can see minute, but significant, fragments of my current life hammed out on film.

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FOOTNOTE: Cameron Crowe IS best remembered for Say Anything, and ok, Jerry Maguire.