This got horrendous reviews and I expected to see Ashton Kutcher punked for an hour-and-a-half. Surprisingly, however, I found the movie pretty dang funny. It definitely held my interest and, if it were up to me—rather than the F it got from real critics—I'd give it a solid B. Guess I'll never be a real critic.
I expected to like this a whole lot more than What Happens in Vegas, but I didn't. It's a nice enough tragicomedy, but nothing terribly special. To be honest, I don't go to the movies to be depressed.