We watched two summer (read: light and fluffy) movies last night: 50 First Dates and Love Actually. The former was about what I expected – dopey, Sandler-esque – and I only agreed to watch it ’cause Drew Barrymore’s in it. Love Actually was a surprise. I expected standard romantic comedy fare, but I sometimes forget that those of the British variety are typically much better then what Hollywood puts out. It’s light enough to make people smile, but it’s intelligent enough to be enjoyable. I recommend it.

50 First Dates…meh. I can only recommend it if you like Adam Sandler and can tolerate Rob Schneider.