Aces Are Wild, Hogs Are Loved By Morons.

$30 Million in one weekend for this piece of garbage? Seriously Hollywood. I know every man and his dog thinks they can write better than your hoards of College dropout English students and armies of well funded and hilarious Jewish comedians but I spit on you and your blatant attempt at demographic pandering. Obviously you've dried up the middle class american housewife movie goer for the time being and are now targeting their male counterparts.

You're not funny. This movie isn't funny.

This is.

The part that hurts me the most though Hollywood, is that I know it's not your fault. Because the reason that this new piece of celluloid filth is #1 at the box office is the same reason that Adam Sandler's Click went to number one as well: We are all of us a creatively apathetic culture. We come to your altar to be spoonfed cliched storylines with typecast and tired characters. And the few of us that earnestly desire high art in our films are sitting so high on our pedastels of self righteousness that we can't even take ourselves seriously, let alone be taken seriously by the majority of the public who has no problem shelling out millions to watch tired drivel that will dry up our cultural creativity and art and who then will turn around and become offended at the first sight of an onscreen breast, uttered expletive or kiss shared by two members of the same gender.

Off the pedastel you say? I say better on the pedastel than down in the mud with the Wild Hogs.