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Pass the Popcorn: Confessions of a Shopaholic

One of the worst things about being married is watching crappy movies. I'm sure it goes the same for my wife. After all, she did sit through most of Watchmen with me. That being said, Confessions of a Shopaholic was a pile of crap. It's been a long time since I've actually been angry because of a movie.

What makes me even angrier is that I remember seeing reviews that actually gave it some praise, so at the very least I was expecting mediocrity. Instead I sat through 90 minutes of a ridiculously stupid plot lines and completely unbelievable characters. There's was one scene that had any sense of realism and that's it.

Don't get me wrong, I wasn't expecting an Oscar contender. But I was hoping for something at least in the vain of The Devil Wears Prada or even Legally Blonde. What I got was a steaming pile of poo.