At least WE liked it

As Tracy and I left the theater after thoroughly enjoying “Forgetting Sarah Marshall”, I looked around at the predominantly older, retirement age crowd that still remained and were leaving (we stayed to the very end of the credits) and asked her, “Did it seem like we were the only ones laughing?”

Part of my wonderment was that we had watched the movie in Tigard, which for those of you reading me from far away, is a predmoninantly-white suburb of Portland. Ninety percent of the movies I see, I see in theaters downtown, with a younger (though, this being Portland, still predominantly, but not entirely, white) audience and I expect a more rambunctious response to a movie, especially a comedy like “Forgetting Sarah Marshall”.

If I had to choose between Kristen Bell and Mila Kunis, I think my brain asplode.