The other day I went to see a demasculating chick flick: BrideWars (I’ll be posting more on that shortly).  Hold on, while I check to see if my manhood is still intact…  Whew, still there.

Frankly, I can’t offer any particularly good reason why I went to see this atrocious movie.  I think it involved me seeing the preview for the movie and sarcastically muttering out-loud ”this looks like a good movie.”  The wife of my roommate of several years then said “ok, we’ll go see it.”  I think she wanted to go because she thought it would be so bad that it would be funny.  At least that’s what I hope she was thinking; God forbid she actually wanted to see this movie for the merits…

Anyway, it was a painful experience, but it was an isolated incident.  Or was it?  Lately I’ve been going on a lot of bad dates.  But one of these times, I’ll go out with a girl who isn’t a total psychopath and whose first words to me aren’t “can I run my hands through your hair?” (True story.)  And when that time comes, it’s almost a certainty that I’ll be dragged to additional movies like BrideWars.

Thus, the thought occurred to me, “how can I make something positive out of my lamentable cinematic fate?” And then I realized that I can offer my own movie reviews of sorts.  So soon I will post my review of BrideWars.  I hope this doesn’t become a regular feature, but if it does, at least something remotely humorous might come of it.