I watched a terrible film tonight called 27 Dresses. The acting is fine. The directing is fine. The lighting is fine. But the script is absolute garbage. It's the sort of thing that reinforces the idea that women are silly creatures that should be kept gagged in tiny cages (and certainly not allowed to write anything).
I followed it up with an excellent movie called Burn After Reading. So now all is well in my universe. Thank you, Joel and Ethan Coen.