Cinema Paraquat-o

One small note of discord in FFH's marriage is that we don't like the same shitty movies. As a rule we like the same good ones, but everyone likes to kick back from time to time with a movie we know full well will be ass, but undemanding and entertaining ass. And sometimes, one wants to watch said movie in ones own home with the sound on, so it's a problem when the kind of movie one likes provokes derisive hoots, epileptic levels of eye-rolling, etc. from one's life partner. And so it is. My taste in shitty movies runs toward puerile action/martial arts flicks and horribly dated, sexist musicals. Michael on the other hand prefers the kind of comedy in which people accidentally crap in each other's chili adjacent to a room full of topless debutantes--he calls them "farces with heart."

Thanks to Mike for the title of this post.