Ok, after a day of thinking about it, and letting God get through to me, I have come to the hard conclusion that my review of the movie last night was a little too harsh.  My Super Ex-Girlfriend was not as bad as I said last night.
I would not really enjoy being broken down in the desert during a sand-storm without the power to roll up the windows more than watching that pile of manure.  On a five-star scale, I’d probably give it a quarter of a star.
Hey, we all have our moments of weakness, and I know I am blessed to live in a country where I have the ability to spend money watching horrible productions while there are soldiers overseas fighting for that ability.
I just wish that we had walked out when we first thought to, so that I might not have felt so much dumber  for watching it afterwards.