Okay, we made it to three movies this weekend. Let's begin at the beginning.

First, "Duplicity" with Julia Roberts and Clive Owen. This one felt a lot like an "Ocean's" movie: kind of a spy movie, kind of a heist movie, with a little romantic comedy thrown in. All in all, not a bad movie but I do have to say that I was disappointed in the ending. spoiler alert I really wanted them to win, I guess. With one additional line to close out the movie, I think I would have gotten a final laugh and been content. That line would be from Clive Owen and would go something like this: "At least we have the $x million from Flaky Fresh."

Next up, "Knowing" with Nicolas Cage. Whatever happened to Nicolas Cage? Remember when we thought he was hot as Randy in "Valley Girl"? And then he made great movie choice after great movie choice in the 80's and early 90's? He still occasionally picks a good script, but hey, even a blind squirrel finds a nut now and then. This, however, it not a good script. It started out pretty good, with lots of potential, and then took a hard right from which it never recovers. Think M. Night Shyamalan's "The Village". Save your money, this one should be on the SciFi channel by Labor Day. Unless even they take a pass.

Lastly, "I Love You Man" with Paul Rudd and Jason Segel. I love the Apatow guys, I really do. This one was funny and uncomfortable and gross, just everything you hoped it would be. Rudd's character was so uncomfortable in his skin, and he really played it well. You just felt so sorry for the guy. His character reminded me of how I feel when I watch "The Office," how you really want to save Michael from himself, but you still have to laugh at him. Good movie, funny, and don't leave when the credits start rolling.

Now, a word about the overall experience. We went to Carmike this time because we could not get the times to work at Marcus. Clearly we prefer Marcus, it's cleaner, it's not as scary (busted window and stolen radio aside), and the popcorn is way better. And here's a problem, when you walk into the building and they tell you there's a "problem" with the heat in one of the theaters. Dudes, there's problems with the heat in every theater. Either I'm freezing cold and trying to find clever ways to warm my nose or it's so warm I'm ready to take a nap.

And for the record, people, you can't be sneaky when you open your pop can in the theater. We can all hear you. Own it. Make that mother yours. Look, more people are doing it all the time, we can't afford $6.50 for the giant cup -- and hey, Carmike, what's with the $1.00 refill charge? Aren't you already overcharging me for this cup?

Alright, rant over. Peace and popsicles, I'm out.