No, see, I am perfectly capable of turning off the critical faculties to enjoy refreshing cheese on occasion. Hell, I'm wallowing in Supernatural at the moment. The thing is, I carefully turned it all off and prepared for mindless eye-candy, and within the first ten minutes of the film it had randomly hit enough buttons that all the critical faculties leapt, clamouring, to the "on" position and refused to be silenced. Excruciating is exactly what it was. I lay in bed frothing for about two hours last night before I could actually calm down enough to sleep.