movies

"Kevin. Brittany's a chick."

Yeah, sometimes my estrogen catches up with me, and I find myself enjoying a chick flick. In fact, there are some that I enjoy so much that I will watch them anytime they are on. I can't help myself. These movies aren't even that good. But I can't turn away, like a moth to a flame. So actually, maybe I don't enjoy these movies, but rather appreciate them on a masochistic level. Mostly, I watch these movies by myself, in my room, but now, I'm going to share with you the movies that will render me unable to turn away.

Now if that's not a fantastic title for a more than likely boring blog post, I don't know what is!

Hardee har har!

MacGruber! They made a mooooovie! Yup, they surrrrrrrrre did.

Previously, on Twitter: "Babies" was everything I wanted it to be: all the adorableness without the actual poop smell.

ZOMG. Loved it.

Three films. Yawn yawn and yawn.

I've seen a lot of movies lately. I haven't written reviews for any of them. Crap!

Warning: Spoliers below the fold.

Male gaze, female gaze. This one's meant for anyone's gaze.

Warning: Spoliers below the fold.

I had nothing against Michael Cera until he took down Nick Twisp. Now, Cera is on notice.