...I find that it's not quite unlike the oh-so-pleasant feeling of shaving my scrotum with a rusty & dull butter knife! I've made it about 10 minutes into the movie, and I'm seriously contemplating turning it off, and using the disc as a poop-scoop for my neighbours dog. Dear lord, what an excruciating experience! Who makes these things?!?! The pretentious and materialistic tones aside, the scariest part of all this is that, no matter how far fetched the movie is trying to be, I actually know (and have dated) some girls who behave like the ones in this film! Fact is sometimes scarier than fiction can ever be. This film came highly recommended as a light-hearted comedy by a couple of friends, and has turned into one those rare occasions where I'm tempted to not finish watching a film. It's also shown me not to trust certain peoples' opinion when it comes to quality film. Blech! This movie should be disbarred! Moe.