So, why hasn’t anyone told Jennifer Aniston to stop making movies?
I mean, there’s plenty of other things she could be doing. She could have a shoe line, for instance. Shoe lines are nice. She could go back to television, like maybe hosting some sort of reality show. Those are nice.
OK, maybe that’s not plenty of other things, but it’s still other things. She could be doing those other things. That would be nice.
So why hasn’t someone told her to stop making movies?
Is it because people still want her haircut?
Is it because she’s America’s sweetheart, even though I thought that was Julia Roberts (no matter how much her teeth make me want to slap her across the face)?
Is it because my aunt likes her movies? Well, I have news for you, Hollywood. My aunt likes the National Treasure movies. Yeah. Both of them. Both of them. So her taste is suspect, and I’m sure there can’t be that many people out there who have equally suspicious tastes.
But, since no one will tell Jennifer Aniston she should stop making movies, we have The Switch, which would be better served by having Jason Bateman star opposite someone else. Anyone else.
Oh, wait, no, I’m sorry, I meant, we have The Switch, which would have been better served by why the hell did someone even make a romantic comedy about switched sperm samples anyway? Christ.