If nothing else, "Valentine's Day" shows you how to spend the romantic day with sanity and dignity and be in Los Angeles.
You've got to do what Julia Roberts' character, Kate, does — fly. By that, I mean Kate spends almost all her screen time consuming air miles, on her way to Los Angeles, but never actually being there, chatting pleasantly to her handsome next-seat neighbor and getting extra bags of pretzels from the stewardess.
Believe me, she manages to have the best time of everyone in the movie. She naps, she shows a card trick or two, she goes to the restroom (inexplicably spacious despite her economy-class ticket) near the end of the flight to put on moisturizer and change into something relaxed and expensive. Thousands of kilometers beneath her on the ground, human beings claw and clamp at each other in the mad, ridiculous rush to do something romantic on Valentine's Day. Yuck.