
Last week I saw the newest Angelina Jolie "I'm a tough chick who can beat anyone up" movie,
Salt. I have to admit that I liked this movie a lot more than I thought I would. Jolie plays a CIA agent accused of being a Russian spy who then goes on the lam to clear her name. I didn't quite buy the final showdown - a fist fight between Jolie and a guy (I won't spoil who) with at least 100 pounds on her - but it did have some fun action and a clever plot.

Who can resist Zac Efron? I saw
Charlie St. Cloud, so draw your own conclusions. This is a sweet picture. Overcome with grief after losing his brother, Charlie becomes a shell of his former self; giving up everything he loves and taking a job at the cemetery where his brother is buried. It's a somber picture - and I will concede that it sometimes feels like a modeling ad of Efron - but it's ultimately uplifting and nice story about letting go and moving on.

I'm not going to lie, I wanted to walk out of
Dinner for Schmucks. Not because it was super terrible, but because I HATED Steve Carell's character. I wanted to scream expletives at the screen and just punch his face until I lost feeling in my hand. Even looking at his face in the poster - I want to kick his teeth in! The movie wasn't as awful as I thought it would be, but that doesn't mean it was good. I laughed once and smiled once. I will admit though that the audience I saw it with was laughing pretty hard and often.