I'm at the movie theatre about to watch something I paid for and the trailer for this film comes on. Ditzy cheerleaders robbing banks. This just didn't make any sense. Then my wife handed me a ball and peen hammer and I gave my skull a could of bashes, and next think you know. I want to buy tickets.

Later that night while leaving the emergency room, I realized that I probably shouldn't see this film. Turns out it isn't covered by my HMO.