One of my girlfriend’s vapid friends was actually defending Jennifer Lopez’ catalogue of work the other day and told me I hated her work because I didn’t know how to relate to it. Is that really how you people defend her stuff? Needless to say I can’t relate to being artificially inseminated, and neither can I relate to the plight of an unlucky in love wedding planner, nor a hotel maid masquerading as a rich socialite. But presumably then you people think since TDK was my favorite film of the year, I must be a wealthy masked vigilante in my spare time or something.