It's always cool when you can tell a movie was written by a 40-year-old dude by every female character (& animatronic) calling each other "girlfriend". Just like we do in real life. Right, girlfriends?
Rich old boomers getting duped may be my favorite genre. "Jack the Dripper couldn't use yellow out of the can in the 50s, you fucking idiots," I say in torn sweatpants from my sofa with a Shepard Fairey in an $18 frame hanging behind me.