Takin' it to the streets

My wife and I went to the movie theater for the third time in two years to see The 40-Year-Old Virgin. We both liked it for the acting and for its frankness. Almost ruining it for me was the fact that each of Andy's SmartTech colleagues is on the verge of some kind of collapse. And the ending... well, the ending makes sense if you look at the big picture. (And Catherine Keener needs to eat something. All the talk about her deviating from the "average romantic comedy actress" must have been directed at her miminal makeup and her character's surprisingly robust backstory.)

Making this moviegoing experience less than comfortable was a group of four boys all aged under 15 brought by their mothers or older relatives just before the movie started. The boys weren't doing anything, but we felt embarrassed for them. This film is raunchy from the first scene -- it's not for the faint of heart. There are also a few depictions of recreational drug use. Two older ladies in front of us left when the subject of masturbation was finally confronted. How they were able to hang on that long is beyond me.