Cowboys and Aliens is a mess on so many levels: improbable casting, ridiculous wardrobe choices, plot (see below), rampant kumbaya-ism, lame homages, and a screenplay only a screenwriter's mother could like.
This weekend is an excellent example of why it's the numbers, not the rankings that matter when discussing box office. And, more importantly, the context of the numbers must be taken into account as well as the hard figures.
I got to live in exotic places, mix with various cultures, learn how others lived (and thought). All that "internationalizing," as my father called it, would help me later as a foreign correspondent reporting from various parts of the world.