My brother wanted to go to his first legal rated-R movie so we slipped into the new Will Ferrell and Zach Galifianakis flick:

Lately I’ve been judging popular movies by whether or not I’d be comfortable seeing it with my mother (30 Minutes or Less fails, Sherlock Holms passes). The movie theater was packed so my mother sat one row back while my brother and I sat together. It’s that kind of movie on the mom scale. When the dick-jokes and nip-slips start, it’s a little easier to laugh with a few feet of buffer room.

The movie is good but not great. (They sold me with no less than three Price is Right jokes) Maybe it’s all the real life campaigning that makes me such a grump. See it for yourself; I don’t think you’ll regret it.

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