It was date night. The date night that only happens once a month. Our toddler would be happily taking part in his preschool's Kids' Night, and the in-laws would be watching the baby, so we were all set. Three hours for just the two of us! Dinner and a movie! And what was the only movie we could tolerate that fit into our limited timeframe?
I Am Number Four.
Yeah. The one based on a book from James Frey's much-criticized "fiction factory." The one that's been getting hilariously terrible reviews.
But whatever, it was okaaaaay. Angsty hot guy who just happens to be an alien rebelling against his father figure. High school bullies. A trustworthy geek sidekick. A loyal animal companion. A pretty girl. Action scenes with monsters.
Totally derivative, but entertaining. If you're not expecting a masterpiece, I mean. And I wasn't.
I felt like I did my duty as a teen services librarian by seeing it, in any case!