So the big story at the box office is that the guys have spoken. They want their entertainment, as evidenced by their vote with their wallets this weekend for The Expendables to the tune of $35 million, easily outdistancing the $23 million of Eat Pray Love.
Even Jeffrey Wells, who I figured would be absolutely beside himself over the fact that a Neanderthalish movie like The Expendables finished in first place, actually seemed pleased with the box office results -- in particular the Scott Pilgrim box office results. "This weekend will henceforth be referred to in the record books as The Great Scott Pilgrim Slapdown -- i.e., a clear-cut verdict in which the rank-and-file sampled and rejected a film that had been celebrated and recommended by the elite geek-dweeb set."
I'm with Wells on this one. I don't even care if this was a good movie or not -- I have no interest in the subject matter, period. And neither does the rest of North America or anywhere else. Scott Pilgrim joins what has proven to be quite a scrapheap of a summer at the box office. The scrapheap is quite a pile by this point (Knight and Day, Sex and the City 2, The A-Team, Jonah Hex, etc.).