Most Boring Movie I've (Almost) Seen This Year

And the award, goes to . . . Bobby! I flew to Chicago last week to spend Thanksgiving with my awesome friend . . . let's just call her Maddie Hayes. Anyway, upon sluggishly rousing ourselves from our food coma on Friday, Maddie and I thought it would be a good idea to remove ourselves from the temptation of leftovers for a few hours at the movies. Given that between the two of us we'd seen just about everything currently in theaters, we headed out to see Bobby. We fully intended to see the whole thing when we left the house, but after staring dumbstruck at the inanity on screen for the first hour we turned to each other, decided life was too precious, and walked out into the sunshine blinking like baby moles and wondering how the hell this movie ever got made. Other than a feeling of stultifying boredom, here's what I recall about the film: Apparently Lindsay Lohan's character thought that if she could save one boy from being hurt in Vietnam, the sham marriage she was about to enter into would be worth it. The reason I remember this plot point? Emilio Estevez saw fit to make sure that she stated it very clearly at least twice, in each of the three scenes we saw her in before making our escape. It was . . . painful.