I Am So Over You, Forgetting Sarah Marshall

James asks one of the important questions of our time, and I am here to tell him that he is not alone in his latest display of elitism.  While I cannot claim that I have never watched a Judd Apatow film, it is closer to the truth to say that I have rarely enjoyed them.  In the latest case, my objection to the new movie is not much related to the movie itself, about which I have read almost nothing and care even less, but stems from the constant irritation of seeing stupid advertisements for this movie on every bus in downtown Chicago for the last six weeks that used phrases that were, so I gathered, supposed to play on the theme of the movie.  These included such gems as, “My mom always hated you,” and equally profound sentiments.  Here ends the pop culture-bashing.