Movie watchers will be allowed to make and eat their own popcorn, but it must be at least three days old and smothered in rancid butter-flavored coconut oil.
Movies for grownups seem to be in trouble. You can't pick up a newspaper without reading another article about the new studio decree: They're not making adult dramas anymore.
Rogen, often a writer and producer on his comedies, is just a gun for hire in Observe and Report. This darker, often violent, bizarre and mostly unfunny movie is not the best choice for him.
There are many things funnier than Paul Blart: Mall Cop, but perhaps none funnier than watching critics, journalists and bloggers fall all over themselves trying to make sense of the film's popularity.
The success of some movies is easy to account for -- maybe it's star power, or good reviews, or the fandom associated with a popular franchise. Others...
How dare we derive pleasure from a movie that elitist reviewers writing for a minute collection of fellow elitists have deemed prosaic, unimaginative, and beneath them.